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

Fate, I think, is a thief.

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.

Linden just wants to protect her, is what I want to say. She's all he has. I left him. I'm at arms reach, but I've left him.

Ah, love. That’s what the world has lost. There’s no more love, only the illusion of it.

So many of the things I've wanted are the things I've been taught to fear.

But there’s no such thing as free. There are only different and more horrible ways to be enslaved.