Quotes from Rene Denfeld

it will be okay. Go to the priest and ask him. Ask him, Will you know me? See what he says.

Are you trying to talk your way into my bed?" she asked, her voice thick with emotion. "No." His voice sounded warm. "I'm trying to talk my way into your heart.

There comes a point when all the secrets are told and all that is left are their spent ghosts.

That was the thing about the butterflies. They could be kind when Celia felt bitter. They could encompass all the beauty of this world even when the skies smarted gray

Sweet as sugar. And then he hardened. I can't 'splain it another way. He was like sugar in a jar that hardens. And after a while you take it out, and it is one rock-solid lump.

She thinks about how sad it is that we remember the killers and not their victims.

If you understand what makes him tick-what is magic for him- then you can understand anyone

Now when those dark times happen, I curl into a ball on my cot and make a cape with my blanket. I remind myself I am not dust, but I should be. I tell myself I am made of the same cells as life itself even if I am a mistake.

A farm without stock, a home without children. The world here was dying.