Being young is an 18 year prison sentence for a crime your parents committed. But you do get time off for good behavior.

Quim," she said, "don't ever try to teach me about good and evil. I've been there, and you've seen nothing but a map.

Like running the hurdles. Work so hard, jump over every one, fast, high enough but no higher, because you can't afford to hang in the air. And then, when the race is over, you're dripping with sweat, either they beat you or you beat them ... and then a couple of guys come out and move the hurdles out of the way. Turns out they were nothing. All that work to jump over them, but now they're gone.

She will look at you as women look at men, and she will judge you as a woman judge men, not on the strength of their arguments, and not in their cleverness or prowess in battle, but rather on the force of their character, the intensity of their passion, their strength of soul, their compassion, and... ah, this above all... their conversation.

I have too many secrets. For all these years I've been a speaker for the dead, uncovering secrets and helping people to live in the light of truth. Now I no longer tell anyone half of what I know, because if I told the whole truth there would be fear, hatred, brutality, murder, war.

I have hope for you, if only because you're the only one left to hope for.

I don't hate you, I love you, you're part of myself, you're my heart and when you go it's my heart torn out and carried away--