It's never easy to leave one's home, especially when there are only closed doors ahead of you.

Even righteousness is an ambiguous thing.

Fiction, if done right, can bridge cultural divides. Stories can be a footpath for a reader to step into another land and view its indigenous practices and beliefs through a local lens, instead of a telescope.

Elle avait un don, une aptitude particulière pour vous donner à voir ce qui vous avait échappé, alors que vos yeux s'étaient posés sur le même objet que les siens.

Now go. Leaving quickly is the best thing you can do. Don't think about it, don't look back, and don't think that what's behind you is better than what's in front because it's not. Not in the very least, Hannah.

I never knew how easy it is to escape if you don't mind leaving nearly everything behind.