“Everybody thinks I'm this delicate little girl. But you can't tell a book by it's cover.' To which she added a momentary smile.”

“Girl, you can tell everybody
Yeah, you can tell everybody
Go ahead and tell everybody
Reveal the man, I'm the man, I'm the man
Yes, I am, yes, I am, yes, I am
Reveal the man, I'm the man, I'm the man”

“She can't let him go not telling him what she was about to do.

Kingsley… I can't do this. I'm coming with you.”

“Everyone thinks I'm crazy, you know, because I can't tell them the truth; which is, that I'm driven crazy by all these thoughts, all these heads.”

“Boys think girls are like books, If the cover doesn't catch their eye they won't bother to read what's inside.”

“Reading O'Rahilly's life of Father William Doyle. I'm surprised this book hasn't left a deeper mark, for it contains - often in parallel terms - the whole teaching of the Little Way which created such a stir in the case of Thérèse. But it seems people prefer to accept such things from a lovely young girl complete with smile, roses and veil. One can't help wondering whether Thérèse would have met with the same enormous response had she been hopelessly ugly - a hunchback with a squint, or old…”

“She did not care very much for other little girls, but if she had plenty of books she could console herself.”

“"But I can't devote myself entirely to a child," said she; "it may die — which is not at all improbable."
"But, with care, many a delicate infant has become a strong man or woman."
"But it may grow so intolerably like its father that I shall hate it."
"That is not likely; it is a little girl, and strongly resembles its mother."”

“She looked at me. Looked away. “You think too much of me.”
I smiled. “Perhaps you think too little of yourself.””

““We’re in danger of losing the ship generation.”
“I’m aware of the problems,” she said. “‘You can’t tell the boys from the girls, they have no respect for their elders, their user interfaces are garish and unwieldy, everybody is writing a book, and their music is just noise.’ Found scratched on a potsherd in Sumer.””