When your mother is made out of your dreams, anything real is bound to disappoint you.

Sometimes, all it takes to become human again is someone who can see you that way, no matter how you present on the surface.

Is Fate getting what you deserve, or deserving what you get?

[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period.

I don't understand why it's a sin if you love something and want to keep it from having to suffer.

something is always falling apart in me.

Words, for all they were flimsy and invisible, had great strength. They could be fortified as a castle wall and sharp as a foil. They could bite, slap, shock, wound. But unlike deeds, words couldn't really help you. No promise ever rescued a person; it was the carrying-through of it that brought about salvation.