• “A man dumps the body of a girl in a ditch. The body rots, melts into slime. Flowers pop up where the body lies, seeds fly out of the flowers, and a bee sucks the flowers and makes honey. And the family of the girl buys the honey from the store, and the family eats the girl.” — The Tracey Fragments.
• “Yes, I changed. I changed when I found out that I’m alone in the story. And alone in the dream. And alone in the love. And alone in the pain, while you’re silent.

نعم تغيرت. تغيرت حين اكتشفت أني في الحكاية وحدي. و في الحلم وحدي. و في الحب وحدي. و في الألم وحدي.. و أنت صامت” — Shahrazad al-Khalij

• “I have an entire forest living inside me and you have carved your initials into every tree.” — Pavana
• “My soul is an empty carousel at sunset.” — Pablo Neruda
• “I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.” — Anaïs Nin, Fire
• “I am already in another world - or between two worlds, one dead, the other dying to be born.” — Sylvia Plath
• “Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again” — "Scheherazade" by Richard Siken
• “In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.” — Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls
• “She is sugar, curiosity, and rain.” — E. Lockhart, We Were Liars