I’ve never really had a party before.” “Why did you have one now?” I say, just to keep him talking. He gives a half laugh. “I thought if I had a party, you would come.

I'd rather die my way than live yours.

You can't tell me what to feel

If you take, we will take back. Steal from us, and we will rob you blind. When you squeeze, we will hit. This is the way the world is made now.

The old Lena is dead.

People are like ants: Just a few of them give all the orders. And most of them spend their lives getting squashed.

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