History is written by the victors--and when there is no victors, it all winds up in the corporate shredders.

Getting to know someone in blind darkness changes your impression of them.

The thing was, if I had found a way to escape- even for just a little while- I knew the pain would be there waiting for me when I got back.

You are so obtuse!" Brontë says, exasperated. I am calm in my response. "Do you mean stupid, or angular? You need to be more specific with your insults.

I'm Switzerland; neutral as can be, and also with great chocolate.

... always been a goal-oriented girl. it was both her strength and her weakness. She had a drive to completion that always gets things done, but it also made her inflexible, and stubborn.

Hope can be bruised and battered. It can be forced underground and even rendered unconscious, but hope cannot be killed.