Isn't it funny how the people least impacted by tragedy are the most eager to move on?

Hope is good. Without it, well, you do the math. But hope has to be like a prayer. Putting it out there to something more powerful than yourself.

Many people believe that evil is the presence of something. I think it's the absence of something.

A child who's been injured by a parent waits her whole life for some acknowledgment of the wrong that's been done, some validation from him that her pain is real, that he's sorry and will make amends. The child will wait forever, unable to move forward, unable to forgive, without someone to acknowledge the past. In that powerlessness comes a terrible rage.

I definitely feel that plot flows from character. I dont believe that you can construct a plot and insert people into it.

The truth has not so much set us free as it has ripped away a carefully constructed facade, leaving us naked to begin again.

You can cut the ties that bind but not without losing a part of yourself. You can walk away and hide from the people who made you, but you'll always hear them calling your name.