“She watched the gap between ship and shore grow to a huge gulf. Perhaps this was a little like dying, the departed no longer visible to the others, yet both still existed, only in different worlds.”

“With growing disbelief, Jess yet again felt herself slipping into the gap - that gap of perception between what is really happening to a person and what others think is happening.”

“Memory is like glass. A person who has died is still visible, very close. But we can no longer contact each other. Death is mute; it excludes conversations, only allows silence.”

“That somehow dreams are a blurred line between here and there, like a meeting room in a prison. You’re both in the same room, yet on different sides and really, in different worlds.”

“The only difference between a caprice and a lifelong passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.”

“I'm still young and therefore I don't know as much about the world as an adult, yet I'm no longer a child and not yet a lady, but lingering between the two, like in that state called purgatory, only for a young girl no longer a child and a woman, I call it a state of temporary frustration.”