It's a terrible thing, isn't it, the way we throw people away?

Hope's one thing, expectation's quite another.

Better to lose oneself in action than to wither in despair.

The certainty that she would find what it was she sought just slipped away, until one night she knew there was nothing, no one waiting for her. That no matter how far she walked, how carefully she searched, how much she wanted to find the person she was looking for, she was alone" - The Forgotten Garden

A girl expecting rescue never learns to save herself. Even with the means, she will find her courage wanting.

Cassandra always hid when she read, though she never quite knew why. It was as if she couldn't shake the guilty suspicion that she was being lazy, that surrendering herself so completely to something so enjoyable must surely be wrong. But surrender she did. Let herself drop through the rabbit hole and into a tale of magic and mystery.

I love the structural part of the writing process.