The sparrows jumped before they knew how to fly, and they learned to fly only because they had jumped.

Nothing exists but him.

Let me tell you something about dying: it's not as bad as they says. it's the coming-back-to-life part that hurts.

That is the rule of the Wilds: You must be bigger and stronger and tougher. You must hurt or be hurt.

Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.

Do the other kids make fun of you? For how you talk?' 'Sometimes.' 'So why don't you do something about it? You could learn to talk differently, you know.' But this is my voice. How would you be able to tell when I was talking?

Raven has lost deeply, again and again, and she, too, has buried herself. There are pieces of her scattered all over. Her heart is nestled next to a small set of bones buried beside a frozen river, which will emerge with the spring thaw, a skeleton ship rising out of the water”.