37 Quotes by Madeleine Roux

Her followers wore loose black tunics and loincloths slashes with white stripes to mimic a spider's many legs; some wore carved talismans, and others fearlessly allowed fat, furry tarantulas to crawl freely over their shoulders.

Sanctum, a holy or sacred place. What could be more sacred than possessing the power of your own true thoughts? Sanctum. It is both lock and key.

The thing about memories was, you never could control when they came up again.

As much as he liked the idea of having best friends with whom he could share anything. it was like all he knew how to be was alone, apart.

If someone tells you you're crazy enough times, eventually it becomes true. It's that old psychiatrist's joke: insanity's all in your head.

I’m lonely, and he can see it. Maybe everyone can see it.

You are ruin and chaos to them, but you are lovely to my eye.''You're brave or daft, then,' she said, quite rightly. 'Chaos and ruin. Where does that leave me, then?

Even in his sleep he couldn't escape.

Abby's eyes seemed almost as vacant as those of the girl in the photograph. Then a shiver came over her and she blinked. Gently, almost affectionately, she put the picture back on the wall. She touched it one last time and said, "Poor little bird. I wonder if she ever escaped her cage.