Sara

“Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face on a November day in the rain.”
― Janet Fitch, Paint it Black

“That was what she really wanted. To forget so thoroughly she'd never have another memory again, the bitter so bitter you gave up the sweet.”
― Janet Fitch, Paint it Black

“...You know the mistrust of heights is the mistrust of self, you don't know whether you're going to jump.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“Don't turn over the rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live under them.”
― Janet Fitch, White Oleander