“The most powerful weapon is hope.”

“Hope is such a tenuous quality. To feel it and then to be denied what one most longs for ... Better, surely, not to hope at all, than to open the heart to a hope that is impossible.”

“There is no place here for softness. Let folk in too close and you offer them up as weapons for your own destruction.”

“Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.”

“The warmth of his embrace soaked into me, a powerful charm against the dark things.”

“With courage and hope, we can conquer our fears and do what we once believed impossible.”

“At the end of the parapet, a long black coat lay neatly folded on the wall. At the other end stood my sister and her lover. Tati’s arms were wound around Sorrow’s neck, her body pressed close to his, as if she would melt into him. His hands were enlaced in my sister’s long hair as he strained her slight form against him, white on black. Their eyes were closed; their lips clung; they were lost in each other. It was beautiful and powerful. It was impossible.”