None of it seems real. Who knows? Maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s actually happening to someone else. Maybe it’s something I imagined. Maybe soon I’m going to wake up and find everything fixed with Lissa and Dimitri. We’ll all be together, and he’ll be there to smile and hold me and tell me everything ‘s going to be okay. Maybe all of this really has been a dream. But I don’t think so.

You're beautiful, Roza. So beautiful it hurts me.

All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can't trust your own mind what can you trust?

I pulled out box after box, setting them haphazardly around the room. My organization lacked something - like, say, organization.

What's purple mean?" Adrian put his hand on the door. "Gotta go, Sage. Dont want to keep Dorothy waiting

There’s a big difference between death threats and love letters–even if the person writing the death threats still claims to actually love you. Of course, considering I once tried to kill someone I loved, maybe I had no right to judge.

The only thing true about what you just said was the storybook damsel part - and that only because you're pretty enough to be one.