If words had flavors, hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds.

There's a lot of things you can't see if you aren't' looking.

Maybe mothers - consciously or subconsciously - repelled their daughters in different ways.

And sometimes, he was less lucid. He'd run around his cell like a caged animal; he'd rock back and forth; he'd swing from topic to topic as if it was the only way to cross the jungle of his thoughts.

Your problem is that you have been too honest for too long. Once you start doing it, lying is simpler than breathing.

There's an honesty to the wolf world that is liberating. There's no diplomacy, no decorum. You tell your enemy you hate him; you show your admiration by confessing the truth. That directness doesn't work with humans, who are masters of subterfuge. Does this dress make me look fat? Do you really love me? Did you miss me? When a person asks this, she doesn't want to know the real answer. She wants you to lie to her. After two years of living with wolves, I had forgotten how many lies it takes to build a relationship.

When someone loves you up one side and down the other like that, you make every effort to stick around.