“But there’s no such thing as free. There are only different and more horrible ways to be enslaved.”

“Ah, love. That’s what the world has lost. There’s no more love, only the illusion of it.”

“I think he's beginning to understand, and understanding is a horrible thing.”

“You have a way of looking at things. You make it seem as though everything's going to be okay. I can't imagine a more dangerous thing to have than hope like yours.”

“We were his disposable things. Brought to him like cattle. Stripped of what made us sisters or daughters or children. There was nothing that he could take from us—our genes, our bones, our wombs—that would ever satisfy him. There was no other way that we would be free.”

“I love Cecily", "whether or not you believe it. Not in the same way I loved Rose, or you. But what should that matter? I've loved all my wives differently.”

“There’s a limit to how much living can be done in a life without freedom.”