I've done it all before, I tell myself, and I can do it again. Trust is the strongest weapon.

I used to have only one name; it used to mean something.

They never exhale, the trees; on a very windy day, they rustle and inhale, and then the leaves and the branches all tremble as though something means to strangle the life from them. The sky watches on. The world is filled with anticipation, as if to wonder if this day will be a great day, or a horrible day, or the last day.

A feeling can't kill you.

My worries always lead to dungeons; I can't imagine a worse thing than to be imprisoned for the rest of one's life, especially with so few years to enjoy what little there is.

The sullen boy sitting before me is not my husband, and the girl he is fretting over isn't me, will never be me.

Bet you never eat, he says. Bet you drink up the oxygen like it's butter. Bet you can go for days on nothing but thoughts.