“I kept traveling down the road. And everywhere it was the same. What was my name, who were my people? What was I supposed to say? That my father is the president, and my mother is his slave?” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“Love isn't as rare as you think it is...You can love all sorts of people, in all sorts of ways. Nor is love in… — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“It was horrible how the hardest things could be the truth.” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“She was wrong.” I shrugged. “I can say that,” I said. “It’s harder to believe it.” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“If I started letting myself feel afraid I would never be able to stop.” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“I shrugged. “There’s a war on.” “Yes,” she said, “and you’re winning it.” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“You can know things all you like, but that doesn't mean you believe them.” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“What you know in your head and what you say out loud are not always the same.” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“What's right and what's permitted are sometimes different things.” — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
“Lady Thorton never went to boarding school. She seems to imagine it as a sort of jolly holiday.” Susan had gone to boarding school.… — Kimberly Brubaker Bradley Copy Share Image
