But what was the point of living so quietly you made no noise at all?

Sometimes I see things, I think. Out of the corner of my eye, taunting me, and then it’s gone. And dreams. Such horrible dreams. What if something terrible happened to me? What if I am damaged?" The rain is a cool kiss on my sleeve as I link my arm with hers. "We’re all damaged somehow.

She knew what it was to wait for someone who would never come home. She knew that grief, like a scar, faded but never really went away.

There are times when one friend requires the blind faith of another.

Libraries are the torch of the world, illuminating the path when it feels too dark to see. We mustn't allow that torch to be extinguished.

People always fear what they don't understand, Evangeline. History proves that.

I had thought Felicity dangerous a moment ago, when she felt powerful. I was wrong. Wounded and powerless, she is more dangerous than I could imagine.