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To enter the palace means to walk a path stained in blood, our medical teachers had whispered. There will be bloodshed. I only hope it will not be yours.
I would not love, unless I was loved first and loved the most. I would be nothing at all, if I could not be first.
She said you are like a crane among wolves.”
“We are women,” she continued, “and nothing short of death stops us from doing precisely what we wish to do. That is what the laws and restrictions binding our lives breed: determination and cunning. The likes of you will not obey me. You will tell me that you intend to be as still as a rock, and yet I know you will dart from shadow to shadow like a fish.”
Everyone must choose the paths they will walk. And when you choose, remember to count the cost. Do not live with regrets.”
“Revenge begets revenge; the anger is unquenchable. We become the monsters we are trying to punish. Justice, however, brings closure, and that is what I want. It can only be achieved by remaining sober-minded and rational.
I wanted to love and be loved. I wanted to be known. I wanted to be understood and accepted.
Some dreams, I’d learned, were meant to fade away. And to let go of them didn’t mean to let go of myself, but to release the life I’d imagined I wanted.
