“ But memories were fragile and not to be trusted. They were a weight that Faolin did not need to carry with him when he set out that morning. Things of the past, like the fragile boy he had been, had n… Madeline Claire Franklin
“ How shall I ever learn who I am when there is so much of me that belongs to someone else? Madeline Claire Franklin
“ The unreality of the past weeks lifted like a fog, but its residue remained. All of the past is like that, but most especially the parts that are out of the ordinary. Madeline Claire Franklin
“ A thing is only as great as the amount a person is willing to risk for it. If you are not willing to risk anything, then the thing mustn't be so great at all. Madeline Claire Franklin
