I have walked a stair of swords, I have worn a coat of scars. I have vowed with hollow words, I have lied my way to the stars -Songs of Sapphique

Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know. -Songs of Sapphique

He had wanted so hard to Escape, to find the stars. And all he had found was a new prison.

Only the man who has known freedom Can define his prison.

He was her enemy, and she hated him because she could not hate him enough.

None of us have much idea where we are. Perhaps all our lives are too concerned with where, and not enough with who.

Freedom is a small price to pay for survival.

And what would they be scared of? There's nothing to fear in a perfect world, is there?

Chloe turned to Vetch. The poet said gently, "You see, you do have power. Words give you power, to create or destroy." His eyes flickered to Clare. "Even to forgive.

All my life I have dreamed of you.

All my years to this moment All my roads to this wall. All my words to this silence All my pride to this fall. -Songs of Sapphique

She was like a drowning person, flailing, reaching for anything that might save her. Her life was an urgent, desperate struggle to justify her life.

Courage is knowing what not to fear.

Nothing loved is ever lost or perished.

I did not lose myself all at once. I rubbed out my face over the years washing away my pain the same way carvings on stone are worn down by water.

The basic experience of everyone is the experience of human limitation.

Any social movement that seeks to benefit only its own members I think is a shallow movement and probably doomed to failure.

log log log x goes to infinity with great dignity.

Football is about making mistakes. Who makes the most, loses the game.

People are just fascinated by assassinations.

Prosperity is the surest breeder of insolence I know.