I can’t imagine it now, but I must’ve been innocent at some time in my life. A baby don’t just get itself born bad, do it? - Charles de Lint

Everything is the way it is because we've all agreed that's the way it is.

"But if I could just get som ehint, some sign..."
Conchita smiles, without humor, but with great affection. "That's the point behind faith," she says. "It's not something you can prove....I know you hate to hear this, but you either have it, or you don't."

I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people think they own a piece of me. They shift and move under my skin, like a parade of memories that simply won’t go away. It doesn’t matter where I am, or how alone — I always have such a crowded head.