“I’m packed with broken glass and memories and it all hurts.”

“Memories, you see, hurt. The good ones most of all.”

“Broken glass. It's just like glitter, isn't it?”

“Jack Benny: Where's that big glass star I told you to pack away last Christmas?”

“The boy was standing alone as though the broken glass all around him were a shining sea and he were an island.”

“Fortune is like glass—the brighter the glitter, the more easily broken.”
Fortuna vitrea est: tum cum splendet frangitur.

“But when I know that the glass is already broken, every minute with it is precious.”

“Memories did one no good, not when one knew the truth in the present. Will was beautiful, but he was not hers; he was anybody's. Something in him was broken, and trough that break spilled a blind cruelty, a need to hurt and to push away.”

“He was the one she was doing all this for, but sometimes she missed him so much it felt like she swallowed broken glass.”

“Adron! Don’t you hurt him. (Kiara)
I’m not going to hurt him, Mom. I’m going to kill him. (Young Adron)”