The trick was looking past the illusion, because the exit was never as far away as it seemed.

The madness of youth made me unafraid.

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

There is no choice for him but to believe. He has nothing left to give in offering.

Even the human race can't claim to be natural anymore. We are fake, dying things. How fitting that I would end up in this sham of a marriage.

I can hear my brother's voice in my head. Your problem is that you're too emotional. But how can I not be emotional, Rowan? How can I not care?

My head is my favorite swimming pool.