But you'd sell your soul for it, wouldn't you? For one day of feeling beautiful.

My parents will be sad for a while, and they may even blame themselves, the way they do now. Eventually they'll come to peace with my decision. I hope they'll realize I'm finally at peace.

Never question the sanity of a woman who can render you defenseless with a look.

They didn't guarantee you'd come out a whole person.

I suppose I'll be remembered as dull. Timid. No one ever knew me. People came. They went. I was kind, I think. Not sympathetic, but considerate of others. I always gave up my place in line. I loaned out pencils and paper, or let people take them from me. I never reported a sexual assault.

Why couldn't I have a fatal disease? It'd be so much easier.

You would never understand, Kim. You think I'm normal; you wish I was.