“If fear and hatred made beasts of us, then it was our stories that made us human.” — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
“In between darkness and light was the place that madmen ran to. It was the shadowed corner in fever dreams that woke us up, cloying, alone, and tangled with fear.” — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
“Conformity was safe. It could tame the wildest beast and temper the hardest savage. If I couldn't run from my past, then maybe I… — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
“Maybe the past could never be past. Maybe it's burned into us like the stars are burned into the backdrop of the sky, irrevocable… — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
“Everyone around me was a liability. This was the life I had chosen and it always managed to catch up with me.” — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
“I used to believe everyone was a little crazy in his or her own way, that we were all allowed a moment of insanity,… — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
“If fear and hatred made beasts of us, then it was our stories that made us human.” — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
“In between darkness and light was the place that madmen ran to. It was the shadowed corner in fever dreams that woke us up,… — Joyce Chua Copy Share Image
