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« what good is a soul, really? […] It lives in the mind. A piece you cannot see or touch. A prize you are told to shield for a time you cannot know. Easy enough to part with something so abstract when the alternative is freedom. When the promise is love. »

« It is easy, isn’t it, in retrospect?
To spot the cracks. To see them spread.
But in the moment, there is only the urge to mend each one.
To smooth the lines.
And keep the surface whole. »

« Death comes, and sometimes it is kind, and often it is cruel, and very rarely it is welcome. But it comes, all the same. »

« She is not a lily or a rose. Not a flower ready and waiting to be picked. She is still growing wild at the edges […] »

« The world will try to make you small. It will tell you to be modest, and meek. But the world is wrong. You should get to feel and love and live as boldly as you want. »

« Reading as much as Charlotte did, she knew there were words, and words between words, ones that hid in the spaces, the pauses, the breaths. They hung on sentences, weighed them down with all the things that were not being said. »