“She was strong and stubborn but loving. She was an untouchable angel with a devil’s mark. She was beautiful.”

“Sometimes she became overwhelmed with the beauty of life and then she could do nothing but shut her eyes and pretend she was already an angel”

“She tips her chin up and looks at me with that Abnegation stubbornness I know so well. She may have left them, but they are what’s making her strong.”

“She was young and alive, untouchable. Why did she want to go?”

“Beautiful songs could sometimes take a person out of themselves and carry them away to a place of magic. But when Jill sang, it was not about the song, really. She could sing the phone book. She could sing a shopping list. Whatever she sang, whatever the words or the tune, it was so beautiful, so achingly lovely, that no one could listen and be untouched.”

“She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love an she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.”