Where you go, I shall go; where you die, I shall die, and there will I be buried.
They said that love was terrifying and tender, wild and sweet, and none of it made any sense.
But now I knew that every mad word was true.
Knowing the truth is not always a kindness.
You fought and fought to keep all the cruelty locked up in your head, and for what? None of them ever loved you, because none of them ever knew you.
If one of us had to die, it ought to be the one with poison in her heart.
If you start wondering how this house works, you'll likely go mad. That could be amusing, I suppose. Especially if it's the kind of madness that causes you to run naked through the hallways. Do feel free to indulge in that anytime.
Don’t look at the shadows too long or a demon might look back.
I was not born to be saved.