I imagine having that sixth sense, the certainty that what I'm looking for is within reach, even if it's still hidden.

“But Marice, he rode off to save you, and wound up leaving you behind forever. I…”

“The future may unfold in indelible strokes, but it doesn't mean we have to read…”

“But memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely d…”

“It was like trying to bail out an ocean of water with a teaspoon.”