“Er war mein Retter und ich sein Untergang…”

“Manchmal erforderte eine Situation den unbeschreiblichen Mut, das Falsche zu tun.”

“You are only as free as you think you are and freedom will always be as real as you believe it to be.”

“His walk and stare. Was as poisonous as the air after a nuclear bomb.”

“I don’t know what I was hoping for. Some small praise, I guess. A bit of encouragement. I didn’t get it. Miss Parrish took me aside one day after school let out. She said she’d read my stories and found them morbid and dispiriting. She said literature was meant to uplift the heart and that a young woman such as myself ought to turn her mind to topics more cheerful and inspiring than lonely hermits and dead children.”Look around yourself, Mathilda,” she said. “At the magnificence of nature. It should inspire joy and awe. Reverence. Respect. Beautiful thoughts and fine words.”I had looked around. I’d seen all the things she’d spoken of and more besides. I’d seen a bear cub lift it’s face to the drenching spring rains. And the sliver moon of winter, so high and blinding. I’d seen the crimson glory of a stand of sugar maples in autumn and the unspeakable stillness of a mountain lake at dawn. I’d seen them and loved them. But I’d also seen the dark of things. The starved carcasses of winter deer. The driving fury of a blizzard wind. And the gloom that broods under the pines always. Even on the brightest days.”

“Beauty gives a person power. And camouflage.”

“I believe in love at first sight…But it’s not the first moment you lay eyes on a person, it’s the moment you first seethe person they truly are.”

“When a poet digs himself into a hole, he doesn’t climb out. He digs deeper, enjoys the scenery, and comes out the other side enlightened.”