An eye for an eye." "And the whole world goes blind," Coral puts in quietly.
It's too late. I've seen things...I've lost things you can't understand.
It's a miracle I was able to get out of the house today. It's a miracle I'm even wearing pants, a double miracle I remembered to wear shoes.
You must hurt, or be hurt.
That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way of telling which is which.
Sometimes I'm afraid to go to sleep because of what I'm leaving behind.