Bet you never eat, he says. Bet you drink up the oxygen like it's butter. Bet you can go for days on nothing but thoughts.

The world seems so clean if you only looked up.

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.

My worries always lead to dungeons; I can't imagine a worse thing than to be imprisoned for the rest of one's life, especially with so few years to enjoy what little there is.

‎I have always been fascinated by the ocean, to dip a limb beneath its surface and know that I'm touching eternity, that it goes on forever until it begins here again.

It was my fifth grade teacher who introduced the idea that writing could be more than a hobby for me.

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