“I was angry all the time about the future I didn't want with people I didn't like. But I didn't know what I wanted - so what else was there to do?”

“When Big Eddie left, I only worried about how it affected me. I didn't worry about the others. I was selfish. Self-centred. I took to the river and let myself float on its waters. I didn't care if I drowned. I didn't care what became of me. I was hurt, I was angry, and I didn't care what that meant for the future. I just wanted everything to stop.”

“Mama was always saying I was a brain snob, that I didn't like people who didn't think. I didn't know if that was snobby. Who wanted to walk around explaining everything to people all the time?”

“What if I'd been wrong all this time? I'd been so angry that God didn't fit the description I wanted him to fit.”

“So, one day I gave in. You know, I'm always ashamed that I gave in, because I didn't believe in it, and I didn't do right-- was only satisfying what somebody else wanted, and that's not really me.”

“I didn't know what I wanted to do, but I always knew the woman I wanted to be.”