“So kill us. Kill us all. Kill my daughters, kill me, kill and kill and kill until all that's left is to kill each other. And when you do, the bon Dieu, if he's really there, will be your judge.” — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“All the miles, all the hours, watching, waiting, hunting, pretending. God had heard his prayers and brought him to this moment.” — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“Like the clanging of the bell, the truth crashes in upon me. At last I understand. He took away my voice to save me.… — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“I wouldn't have believed that after so much pain, my heart could still handle this kind of joy.” — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“I didn't know what words to use until my hand wrote them, though as I wrote, I saw every color, heard the singing bird,… — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“I don't condone killing, but if killing happens anyway, then I think women go about it much more sensibly. Leave it to men to… — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“Home was each other. Not walls, but the adventure of the search to find them.” — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
