“Sometimes, the waves grow hushed, but the sea is always there, touching, caressing, eating the earth...”

“Betelgeuse, Achenar. Orion. Aquila. Centre the Cross and you have a steady compass. But there's no compass for my ever disoriented soul, only ever beckoning ghost lights. In the one sure direction, to the one sure end.”

“I know about me. I am the moons sister, a tidal child stranded on land. The sea always in my ear, a surf of eternal discontent in my blood.”

“The smarter you are, the more you know, the less reason you have to trust or love or confide.”

“She has this curious heavy grace, like something out of its element making do in a heavier medium. Like she should be living in water.”

“Sometimes, the waves grow hushed, but the sea is always there, touching, caressing, eating the earth...”

“The color has faded out of the sky. It is grey, becoming darker as the world turns herself round a little more. The clouds are long and black and ragged, like the wings of stormbattered dragons.”

“A family can be the bane of one's existence. A family can also be most of the meaning of one's existence. I don't know whether my family is bane or meaning, but they have surely gone away and left a large hole in my heart.”