There is a silence so great that I can hear the ice crystals cracking and falling from eyelashes of girls who will never blink again.

Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.

Sometimes we don't know how afraid we are until we've reached a strange door and we don't know what will be on the other side.

What have you done? What have you given up?' So many things, Cecily. More than you know.

In another time, in another place, I wonder who they might have been.

Fate,' I said, 'Is a theif.

Don't forget how you got here. Don't Forget.