Sometimes all you need is to be remembered, especially in a place where it’s so easy to forget.

Miss Liddell,” he’d groan, “this is all impossible! Don’t you understand that? It’s impossible!”
Her expression was all seriousness, as if he’d hit a nerve. “Impossible…?” she’d say slowly, eyes shining. “Impossible is just a word.

But I know what it’s like when everyone seems to look at you as if you’re a strange creature impossible to understand, so much so you begin to wonder if they’re right.

I was going to make him proud of the man I would become. I was finally going to chart my own course, rattle the stars, and then… Then I would deserve it.”
“Deserve what?”
“The way he used to look at me, like I was a hero, or something close to one.

Blood, sweat, and tea, sister! That's what it takes to achieve all great and terrible things.

Never back, never back!... People don’t like going back, even if they must. I don’t like going back! And I’m not people! But I look back, sometimes, every so often, just to make sure I’m not leaving anything important behind. Like my tail! I can never be sure when I leave my tail behind me by mistake.