Sonya Hartnett, Surrender Quotes

She doesn't understand that doors, walls, fences, ceilings - they're helpless to keep out what determinedly desires to get in.

I am dying: it's a beautiful word. Like the long slow sigh of the cello: dying. But the sound of it is the only beautiful thing about it.

I suppose that's what happens when you make other people's lives miserable: life gets miserable back at you.

I would always be lonely, but no more alone.

Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that's sooner or later flooded by the briny water of despair.

Yeah, reflections! The same, but different. Like twins - like blood brothers! And when you need something bad done, like punishment or revenge, you'll just ask me, and I will do it -

Every atom in me feels composed of lead. This is what dying is: a pull to the ground.

I am dying: it's a beautiful word. Like the long slow sigh of a cello: dying. But the sound of it is the only beautiful thing about it.

Evangeline's obliviousness was a reason to like her rather than not: I liked least those schoolfellows whose awareness of me invariably caused misery.

We both knew that what I said was the truth, as well as being a lie. The pure and honest answer was pinging between us, hovering above the weeds.