“Lack of control, he once told her, was worse than anything in the world.”
“I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.”
“Was there anything in her life that made her feel more in control than being wanted?”
“I didn't want to see anything worse than me befall her.”
“The theater troubled her. It had a magic of its own, one that didn’t belong to her, one that wasn’t in her control. It changed the world, and said things were otherwise than they were. And it was worse than that. It was magic that didn’t belong to magical people. It was commanded by ordinary people, who didn’t know the rules. They altered the world because it sounded better.”
“I suppose it’s a comfort, perhaps a sense of self-control, doing worse damage to yourself than the world will ever dare inflict.”