Each time I told my story, I lost a bit, the smallest drop of pain. It was that day that I knew I wanted to tell the story of my family. Because horr….

Nothing is ever certain..

If I shut my eyes, I believed, I would disappear. To make it through, I had to be present the whole time..

You could not be filled with hate and be beautiful. Like any other girl, I wanted to be beautiful. But I was filled with hate..

I live in a world where two truths coexist: where both hell and hope lie in the palm of my hand.

These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections-sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often magnificent-….

Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had..

Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained..

I was trying to prove to them and to myself that I was still who I had always been. I was beautiful, if fat. I was smart, if loud. I was good, if rui….

Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them..

You save yourself or you remain unsaved..

Who would have thought something that happened that long ago could have such power?.

How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away..

We have this desire for everything to be explained to us. But if you go through your daily actions, very little ends up having a written-down explana….

I like gardening - it's a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself..

I knew something as I watched: almost everyone was saying goodbye to me. I was becoming one of the many little-girl-losts. They would go back to thei….

What did dead mean, Ray wondered. It meant lost, it meant frozen, it meant gone..

Tess was my first experience of a woman who had inhabited her weirdness, moved into the areas of herself that made her distinct from those around her….

Learn a language of another country and then you can go to that country: a place where the problems of your family will not follow. A language they d….

I fell in love with you again; While you were away - Jack Salmon.

I forgive you," I said. I said what I had to. I would die by pieces to save myself from real death..