“ People don't always want to be with people. It gets tiring. ”
Everybody's damaged by something.
~ Emma Donoghue
If I was made of cake I'd eat myself before somebody else could.
For some people, she thought, trials were only temporary; they sailed towards happiness through the roughest weather.
It came to Mary now that her mother had been right, after all; Mary had been born for this. In sixteen years she'd shot along the shortest route she could find between life and death, as the crow flew.
