You, on the other hand, wish to know things. And no one can forgive a girl for that.

Her fear was strong, but her need for the truth was stronger.

The truth costs.Lies cost more.

I'd wish you good luck, but you won't need it. You get to write your own story now. Nothing's luckier than that.

Murder is not a suitable topic of conversation for a young lady.

Sometimes you have to do wrong to do right.

But you are a different sort of girl. Not at all what I expected you to be. And this is a different sort of time. And so I am hopeful for all the things you may yet find.