War is dark and dangerous, there are many who fall prey to its nightmares.

We all must grow before we take on responsibility.

Right and wrong suggests that there is only black and white. I refute that belief and instead replace it with my own.

It‘s not a shameful thing to want to save your family.

You are a midnight woman, made from the ashes of witches burned, wielding magic born from their screams.

If I measured my worth in beauty, I would live a life full of riches and happiness. If I am valued for the knowledge I impart on the world, then I live forever.

Everything is dangerous, and one must decide whether to live in fear, or courage.

Anyone can be beautiful if they love themselves, but not everyone can be intelligent. Which do you want to be?

Something, or someone, uncurled deep within her soul. A woman she barely recognized, who knew how to take what she wanted and asked for the world.

She drew herself up, squared her shoulders and gripped her plaid. “I am not weak because of my femininity. I do not look down upon you for not knowing how to birth a child or the right way to guide a woman through her first menses. Perhaps you should ask yourself why you feel the need to look down upon me.