“Life took you right to the edge of where you wanted to go, then turned left.”

“You need to start doing what's uncomfortable for you, April. Because your idea of what feels right took a left turn somewhere.”

“I'm going to write to you about the emptiness that was left when you took my boy away. I'm going to write so you can look into my empty life and see what a human boy really is from the shape of the hole he leaves behind. I want you to feel that hole in your heart and stroke it with your hands and cut your fingers on its sharp edges.”

“WE'RE ON THE CUTTING EDGE OF REALITY ITSELF. RIGHT WHERE IT TURNS INTO A DREAM”

“When you come to a place where you have to left or right,' says Sister Ruth, 'go straight ahead.”

“It took me a long time to realise that there are two kinds of writing: the one you write and the one that writes you. The one that writes you is dangerous. You go where you don’t want to go. You look where you don’t want to look.”