Emily

“Long, nimble fingers clawing at my shirt, the fingers of an artist. Face sculpted by the merciless knife of hunger, the infuriated artist with the helpless clay, and the red eyes rimmed in black.”
― Rick Yancey, The Infinite Sea

“He turned his back to her, inviting the bullet. He was mad, after all, and madness came with its own armor”
― Rick Yancey, The Infinite Sea

“No single human being can contain the sum of all that human experience. At the least, it would shatter your personality. How can you hold on to the core of your reality in the midst of so many alternatives?”
― Rick Yancey, The Last Star

“And something else. Something shocking. Not horror. Not sorrow. No confusion or pain or fear. None of the things she must have found in Wonderland.

Instead, her eyes, her face, her entire body has ignited with the opposite of all those things, there all along, unconquerable, undefeatable, immortal. The root of her courage. The foundation of all life, often obscured, never lost.

Joy.”
― Rick Yancey, The Last Star