“I am haunted by the ghost of my father, I think that should allow me to quote Hamlet as much as I please.”

“A woman I should like to think I know rather well and a woman I had always considered a mystery, are in fact the same person.”

“I have never lied, “ Mr. Barris counters, standing as well. “I do not share what I am not at liberty to say. I gave my word and I intend to keep it but I have never lied to you. You never even asked me, you assumed I knew nothing.”

“If she were gone I would be nothing. You should think better of yourself than to settle for that.”

“I do not mourn the loss of my sister because she will always be with me, in my heart," she says. "I am, however, rather annoyed that my Tara has left me to suffer you lot alone. I do not see as well without her. I do not hear as well without her. I do not feel as well without her. I would be better off without a hand or a leg than without my sister. Then at least she would be here to mock my appearance and claim to be the pretty one for a change. We have all lost our Tara, but I have lost a part of myself as well.”

“I tried to explain as much as I could," Poppet says. "I think I made an analogy about cake.""Well, that must have worked," Widget says. "Who doesn't like a good cake analogy?”

“I worry hope will crush me, the way love has so many times before.Are they so different, hope and love? O & E in the same place, half of the other in each word.Both swimming in unknowns.I’ve been through the big changes. These ones should seem easier in comparison, I should be more prepared, but they don’t and I’m not.Sometimes I feel like a broken-wing butterfly, clinging to a window screen.Afraid to let go. Afraid to stay.Wondering how much wing is enough to fly.”