“But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes. The heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart of such a child may fester and swell until it is a misery to carry within the body, easily chafed and hurt by the most ordinary things.”
“Be careful not to hurt people, they can begin to love you less. The pain you cause can chisel their hearts, until there's nothing left.”
“She wanted to eat my heart and be lost in the desert with what she'd done, she wanted to fall on her knees and give birth from it, she wanted to hurt me as only a child can be hurt by its mother.”
“Jimmy, you are small now. I know that. But your heart, so big. Don’t let them hurt your heart. You are big to me.”
“It was not fair, it was not fair, it was not fair. So cried his child's heart, and then his child's heart died a little. For that is also the way of the world.”
“I perceive that you have a cruel heart, my child. It lies within your breast like a smoldering blade, hissing steam at me.”