How can anyone prove they're not insane to people that are?

I'm going to get out of here,' she said.'That's the spirit.' Tamsin sighed, letting go of her last tears.'Next time they take me to the tanks,' Ana continued, 'I'll make sure they drown me.''OK, it's official. You're mad.

So,' he said. 'What do you think of it?'She twisted towards the fire and watched the flames behind the blackened furnace door.'When I hear a piece like that,' she said, 'I find it hard to believe that there isn't something more than this.' She waved a hand at the cabin, at all the material things surrounding them. 'Something we haven't begun to understand, but it's captured in the music. It's there. You can feel it.

The Board would like to come back and see you tomorrow, Ariana,' she mimicked. 'Any more questions?''Yes,' she answered in the Warden's Irish accent, 'I'd just like to know why I'm such an arsehole.

There were two choices in life. Survive or succumb. And most people weren’t even conscious of the path they chose. Because they chose for all the wrong reasons. Love, principles, dreams, desire. The world hadn’t changed. It had always been survival of the fittest.