"Two o'clock in the morning, a Thursday morning, the first bit of water broke through the ground of George Clatterbuck's back pasture in Habit, Kentucky, and not a living soul saw it." Part 1, Habit, pg. 1.

"I started out with a lie of omission, which some people might see as easier, but I think is actually more complex." Part 2, Rose: Chapter 1, pg. 11.

"I had started to doubt my body." Part 2, Rose: Chapter 2, pg. 35.

"I did not know my own body. I thought of all those years I hadn't known my mind, didn't come close to understanding what I wanted, but my body was completely my own." Part 2, Rose: Chapter 5, pg. 77.

"God came to us in the form of Father Bernard, who made the drive down from Owensboro three Sundays a month to say mass in the grand ballroom." Part 2, Rose: Chapter 5, pg. 85.

"In the end, there was only one...