the sun went down, the scalloped clouds flushed with a deep orange that made it look like magma.- P103
Something that was always in the hands of other people to be given and never my own to take, to decide which side I was on, whom I was allowed to align with. I could never be of both worlds, only half in and half out, waiting to be ejected at will by someone with greaterthan me. Someone full. Someone whole.- P107
