Words have longer lives than people.

it is amazin, she thinks, how simple appearances can be created - a rush, a smile, a new coat of paint, a slow, calm voice, a hug, a new dress - a resolve to keep out questions and cling to secrets

... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.

Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is.

Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)

I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.