There’s a limit to how much living can be done in a life without freedom.

I watch the ashes swim around like dandelion puffs, making swirls where bodies and walls once stood.

To die trying would be better than to die without purpose.

My head is my favorite swimming pool.

Living in a place like this, she must have learned how to see all the monsters that can hide a person.

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

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.