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These people didn’t know Annae Hofstader, didn’t know how careful she was, at every moment except for the moments when she snapped and let loose all care, flung herself half-crooked into disaster’s wet mouth, simply because caring never made enough of a difference.
She was prepared to be afraid of Marec, because she was already afraid of everyone; she’d had practice.
it was the fondness, more or less, of a person for a pet, something small and simple in the home. It made her feel evil to feel it, and sometimes she liked that.
the gift of indifference that hard work brought.
“I’ve always felt sort of as if my emotions were too much. As if they were the wrong ones.
