There's a place for everything and everyone, you know. That is the mistake they make above. They think that only certain people have a place. Only certain kinds of people belong. The rest is waste. But even waste must have a place. Otherwise it will clog and clot, and rot and fester.

If you want something, if you take it for your own, you'll always be taking it from someone else.

Music, I think, he makes me feel like music

A good friend keeps your secrets for you. A best friend helps you keep your own secrets.

I screamed until my voice dried up in my throat. We all did. All of us in Ward Six, all of us forgotten, left to rot.

They’d already taken her from me once. I didn’t want to lose her again.

So many things become beautiful when you really look.