“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 and ageless.” — 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
