Hyacinth. Please forgive me.

Anyone can grow into something beautiful.

This time, there was no escape, I could not turn away, could not leave without accepting what I had done. There was only one way to the other side, and that was through the pain.

There was only one way to the other side, and that was through the pain.

The open forgiveness in her eyes, the uncensored love, terrified me.

Nothing you could do would make me send you away. Nothing.

Over time, we would learn each other, and I would learn to love her like a mother loves a daughter, imperfectly and without roots.

I would keep her, and raise her, and love her, even if she had to teach me how to do it.

Now, as an adult, my hopes for the future were simple: I wanted to be alone, and to be surrounded by flowers. It seemed, finally, that I might get exactly what I wanted.

Stop trying to explain yourself. People only understand things from their level of perception

All the birds who were never born, all the songs that were never sung and so can only exist in the imagination.And this one is Teddy's.

My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue [is] the pen of a ready writer.

The stars were so many and so white they looked like chips of ice, hammered through the fabric of the sky.

The world is so strange that maybe it’s perfectly logical.

My favorite monologue in the book is Kate Harrington's story of her relationship with Truman.

If critics have problems with my personal life, it's their problem. Anybody with half a brain would realize that it's the charts that count.

Nature is an experimenter.

All the people who knock me down, only inspire me to do better.

Don't prioritize your schedule, schedule those priorities.