We have to play to the strengths we were given.

Love and loss so intricately entwined. You cannot have one without the other, unfortunately.

Prohibition is the seed of revolution.

Someday soon, you are going to have to accept who and what you are.

How a stone dropped in an ocean could cause a tidal wave.

No one deserved to feel unsafe in their own skin for someone else’s pleasure.

The past has a way of showing us the right path. Inevitably, the same mistakes were made once before, and to know this is great power.

Bravery is doing something despite being scared.

Feeling the whisper of death alongside the beating heart of another creates a thread, a connection.

You’ll be branded a deserter.’ Fi shrugged. ‘Such is life, old friend. Branded one thing to the next until we are no more.