"I have to admit; things are easy for me; to turn people, to play with them like putty in my hands, molding the situation in my favor. But to write, to sway, to control with the power of words, that skill I have not yet mastered and he is teaching it to me. I can’t stop thinking of Ambrose Pearson. It’s just been too long."
Look at my mermaid. If she knew how much power she had. She could have whoever she wants. But she’s afraid. I think about what she’d be like if she was as tough as she was beautiful.
You can be anything you want to be in this world, but one thing you can’t ever be is weak.”