“It was unsettling, Laurel thought, suppressing a shiver, how quickly a person's presence could be erased, how easily civilization gave way to wilderness.”
“The mystery in how little we know of other people is no greater than the mystery of how much, Laurel thought.”
“I knew the way lost hopes could be dangerous, how they could turn a person into someone they never thought they'd be.”
“Venture deep into the wilderness of lost thought to the point that you physically shiver with apprehension, and there you will find creativity”
“I want to have sex with you" he told her back. "Touch you until you squirm with pleasure."Laurel's head shot around. "What did you say?"Oh, shit. He had never actually verified how much or how little Laurel could hear.”
“How easily we abandon those who have suffered the same persecutions as we have. How quickly we grow impatient with their inability to transcend the conditions of our lives. ”