But not all dark places need light, I have to remember that. - Jeanette Winterson

It is easy to be selfish. It is hard to love who I am. No wonder I am surprised if you do. (p. 199)

He's a curious man; a shrug of the shoulders and a wink and that's him. He's never thought it odd that his daughter cross-dresses for a living and sells second-hand purses on the side. But then, he's never thought it odd that his daughter was born with webbed feet. (p.61)

I felt as if I had blundered into someone else's life by chance, discovered I wanted to stay, then blundered back into my own, without a clue, a hint, or a way of finishing the story.