“I don't know if I liked my life then, I just lived it.”

“I feel as if I am the eye of my own storm, still, like the mermaid, at the center of my own chaos.”

“It's like grains of sand crumbling in warning at the beginning of a landslide to realise I have not missed him.”

“Ryder has appeared in my dreams once in a while, and in my thoughts a little more often through the last five years (...)”

“What will it be like to be one instead of half of two?”

“She turns and walks on to the plane and the red dress flips and swishes through the doorway, vanishing from his sight but burned on to his retina like a hot kiss.”

“I haven't even had a life I could call my own, and you're ready to slot me into the grand design. Well, I don't think I want to go. I want to be my own design.”