“Kind of hard to forget a bruise exists when you’re prodding at it.”

“But you’re happy, eh?’I blink at her, surprised. She’s right.My happiness is crunchy. Snapping, crackling and popping in the sun.”

“But I do agree with Mr Findlay about one thing: I am desperate to paint, so it’s probably time to start. Because you can plan all you want, but most of the time, the ideas come when you’re working. And no matter how much you try to control it, you’ll still paint it wrong before you paint it right.”

“Art is a kind of rapture. Surrender enough, you find truth.”

“It was the first time I realized that your mind can’t always be trusted. If it can’t make sense of what you’re seeing, it will come up with an alternative scenario for you.”

“I am sick of playing games where you’re not allowed to show how you feel. I don’t have to play anymore. He just won.”

“The moon is weird tonight. A yellow devil with a knowing face and hard triumphant eyes. The top of his head is cropped off diagonally, as though he is wearing an invisible hat at a jaunty angle. Usually when I see the moon I feel like I've been blessed, but not tonight. The moon is telling me to watch my feet." pg. 50”