They didn’t get me, I should have said. They saved me.

He was still in love with you, anyway.

This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to become warriors.

Despite the fact that Raven and Tack are often fighting, it's impossible to imagine one without the other. They are like two plants that have grown around each other - they strangle and squeeze and support at the same time.

Funny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it at all anymore.

people themselves are full of tunnels: winding, dark spaces and caverns; impossible to know all the places inside of them. Impossible even to imagine.

Something must die so that others can live.