I wanted to show these people who he really was. And pain always did that, took the insides out."pg 364

She made ugly things beautiful, somehow, and he would never understand it. "pg 346

He couldn't imagine, couldn't imagine the horror of scrubbing your own father's blood out of the floor. Better to set the whole house on fire, better to leave and never come back."pg 338

This is not a crisis, I told myself. You are alive.

You don't know how Fate finds you, and neither do I. But until it does, we get to be whatever we can be."pg 354