Set fire to the broken pieces; start anew.
Lovers are weapons, but love is a wound.
She's been conned, ruined, left for dead, and she's not going to forgive any of it. She will soldier on, if only out of spite.
I was born into a world that was already dying; I belong to it.
The trick was looking past the illusion, because the exit was never as far away as it seemed.
Life is much different from the days when there were lilies in my mother’s garden, and all my secrets fit into a paper cup.