Endless days of dark indoors and hateful glances are enough to set a rime on anyone's bones.

Cruel birds, ravens, but wise. And creatures should be loved for their wisdom if they cannot be loved for kindness.

A bubble of fear passes up my spine. It's the feeling of standing on ice and suddenly hearing it crack under your weight - both thrilling and terrifying together.

To know what a person has done, and to know who a person is, are very different things.

If I believed everything everyone had ever told me about my family I'd be a sight more miserable than I am now

The treachery of a friend is worse than that of a foe.

As though prayer could simply pluck sin out. But any woman knows that a thread, once woven, is fixed in place; the only way to smooth a mistake is to let it all unravel.

I don't want to be remembered, I want to be here!

I preferred to read than talk with the others.

So lonely I make friends with the ravens that prey on lambs.

No doves come from ravens’ eggs

There is still hope that if the people refuse to give up and keep silent, no matter how long or inconsequential their voices could be at the beginning, it would still be heard and justice be served.

Your brilliance comes from your spirit. To deny it is arrogance. To accept it is humility.

He whom nature thus bereaves, Is ever fancy's favourite child; For thee enchanted dreams she weaves Of changeful beauty, bright and wild.

Optimism is a choice. Cynicism isn't smarter - it's just safer.

He thought that the rose was to be found in its own eternity and not in his words; and that we may mention or allude to a thing, but not express it.

Make us enemies of every people on earth, but save us from civil war.

Proper respect to others is the most prudent rule of directing the measure of reverence due to ourselves.

Ryan Reynolds and I can be doing a scene facing the camera and somehow our back and forth and our rhythm, we know when to stop and when to volley, when to make the sound. It's like music.

Let me fly, let me see things that are hidden from other eyes.

Those neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights, keeps a-haunting me in memories. There is one in every crowd, for crying out loud, why was is always turning out to be me?