"How does one craft happiness out of something as important, as complicated, as unrepeatable and as easily damaged as life?"

"My life was pouring out my feet and seeping through cracks in the floor; yet still I knelt and did not move, for fear she'd let go my hands. Let me stay, I wanted to beg: Please don't make me go."

"Nothing was easy, and sometimes she failed, and sometimes she thought that the fairy stories were right, that there must indeed be easier ways of living happily ever after; but defeat is a poor ending to any tale, so she kept trying."

"Life is lived on the inside. What's outside doesn't matter."