“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.”

“Maybe hope isn't the most dangerous thing a person can have. Maybe love is.”

“What have you done? What have you given up?'So many things, Cecily. More than you know.”

“I wanted to be rid of him," he says. He raises my chin with his thumb. "But not if it meant being rid of you. I climbed in beside you, and you put your head in my lap. You can't think I would have left you like that.""Look what it got you," I say."Tea in bed and you here in front of me," he says. "It was a terrible decision, and I confess I'd make it again.”

“My worries always lead to dungeons; I can't imagine a worse thing than to be imprisoned for the rest of one's life, especially with so few years to enjoy what little there is.”

“Hope, that risky, illustrious thing. It should have gone extinct by now, but we keep it alive.”

“We hope for things we may not get to see, and we hold on with both hands because it's one of the few things that can't be stolen from us.”