Most distracting of all, though, was not the threat of danger but the allure of beauty.

You want Paradise, you gotta build it on war, on blood, on envy and naked greed.

The world changes too fast. You take your eyes off something that's always been there, and the next minute it's just a memory.

Reassurance is such a sad, mad thing. Deep inside, everyone knows the truth.

Participating in Society in not a thing one can do naturally; one has to rehearse for it.

Most distracting of all, though, was not the threat of danger but the allure of beauty.

I am a fallen woman, but I assure you: I did not fall. I was pushed.