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

Once upon a time there were two parents, two children, and a brick house with lilies in the yard. The parents died, the lilies wilted. One child disappeared. Then the other." Pg 225

I can almost see what Gabriel meant when he asked, 'What has the free world got that you can’t get here?' Almost. Freedom, Gabriel. That’s what you can’t get here.

It is the face of a girl who has seen the world, who realizes that it hates her, and who hates it in return.

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

I think she's brave. I think that nobody has ever believed what she could be capable of. All her life, nobody was listening.

There is a dark place calling to me, but I will not go just yet. I know I can't return from it.