None of the wives mention the security guards by the door, who will probably tackle us to the ground if we try to leave without our husbands.

For males twenty-five is the fatal age. For women it's twenty. We are all dropping like flies.

In another time, in another place, I wonder who they might have been.

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

Love is not enough to keep any of us alive.

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

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