..this feeling haunts and inhabits me, like a sickness. it covers me, like skin.

Respect your characters, even the ­minor ones. In art, as in life, everyone is the hero of their own particular story; it is worth thinking about what your minor characters' stories are, even though they may intersect only slightly with your protagonist's.

Your twisting is done--you have the last thread of my heart. I wonder: when the thread grows slack, will you feel it?

What does it say?" I said, when I had. She said, "It is filled with all the words for how I want you...Look.

..this feeling haunts and inhabits me, like a sickness. it covers me, like skin.

How will a person know, Selina, when the soul that has the affinity with hers is near it?" She answered, "She will know. Does she look for air, before she breathes it? This love will be guided to her; and when it comes, she will know. And she will do anything to keep that love about her, then. Because to lose it will be like a death to her.

Even ashes are a part of your freedom.