“But I couldn’t block out the memories, false or not. Couldn’t block out the internal pain I shouldn’t even be able to feel. Couldn’t keep those annoying phony tears that felt so, so real from flowing.” — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“No matter what. I wouldn't let anyone change me. I wouldn't let them strip away whatever tiny parts of me were human. Assuming I… — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“Redemption didn't always lie in the forgiveness and approval of others. Sometimes, it had to be born inside ourselves, nurtured into bloom by conviction.… — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“The only person I could trust was Mom. Mom . Who I’d never see again unless I aced these tests. And all I had… — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“The room was a small square of hopelessness. A flash of red. And then: Dimensions: 10 ft. by 9 ft. I swallowed a horrific… — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“His words awakened a startling realization. Not just love-pain. Not just joy-fear. In order to have the good, you had to also take the… — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“No matter how big my attempts to hide from my true nature, it still existed. I was a machine,and a powerful one.” — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“None of us gets to decide where we come from, but we can choose where we go from there.” — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“No two people ever view the world from exactly the same perspective, understand things the same way, human or not. The best we can… — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“But I couldn’t block out the memories, false or not. Couldn’t block out the internal pain I shouldn’t even be able to feel. Couldn’t… — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
“Mom wanted me to fight. To live. I'd just never dreamed that I'd have to do it alone.” — Debra Driza Copy Share Image
