They cut away pieces of me,” she whispered in the darkness. “But I handed them the knife.
Oh, dead man, you’re dead worng,” I tell him. “The world goes on stupid and brutal, but I do not. Can’t you see? I do not.
But an ugly girl? Ah, child, the world is made for men. An ugly girl can never be forgiven.
To have a purpose in life – what does that feel like?
Home’s all the people, all the places, and all the things that you love. You carry it wherever you go.
We all make mistakes, the danger lies in letting those mistakes make us. Make us believe we can’t put things right. Make us think there’s no hope. Make us give up.
He was a flame and she’d gotten burned, and the pain was terrible, yet it didn’t make the fire any less alluring.
Ambition and poverty are powerful motivators...
Turning your back on the darkness didn’t mean the darkness would turn it’s back on you.
His arms around her felt like nothing she’d ever known and everything she’d ever wanted.
Call a girl pretty once, and all she wants, forevermore, is to hear it again.
She alone knew that one must meet the world’s madness with more madness.
Ghosts are not the dead, come back from the grave to torment the living; ghosts are already here. They live inside us, keening in the ashes of our sorrows, mired in the thick, clutching mud of our regrets.
That’s not the question, Isabelle,” he said softly. “The question is, why do you believe them?
But all we need to do is begin. The rest will take care of itself. A journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step.
Why do you always want to read about other people’s lives, Matt? Ain’t your own good enough for you.
Voice, according to Miss Wilcox, is not just the sound that comes from your throat but the feeling that comes from your words.
The truth can be a hard thing, Jo. It’s often best left hidden.
You’d live happily ever after. On nothing but love and pastries.
Don’t let the darkness that’s been visited upon this family pull you in so deeply, you cannot get out. Turn back from it, darling Jo... he’d warned her. He didn’t seem to understand that turning your back on the darkness didn’t mean the darkness would turn its back on you.