“...glass words for you, Belovedrain beads from an abacus of pain...”

“...within invisible walls of dreams, we live a life that might have been...”

“children need calmtheyre artists”

“deprived of magic, wonder wanes”

“had almost forgotten the wet brush of your kisses soft as April snowflakes”

“I get mixed up with the life we led and the life I imagined”

“MORNINGTIDEThe wonderful works of morningtidebring the sight of luminous whiteness,a breathing whimsyamong wind-tossed sprigs of green.”

“Tender," she said again. "Tender is kind and gentle. It's also sore, like the skin around an injury.”

“Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength.”

“...I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat...”

“He wept, and it felt as if the tears were cleansing him, as if his body needed to empty itself.”

“Prim, let go," I say harshly, because this is upsetting me and I don't want to cry. When they televise the replay of the reapings tonight, everyone will make note of my tears, and I'll be marked as...”