It ain’t about right or wrong, truth or lies; it’s about a slave woman who brought a whole new meaning to both them words, soon as you cross over here from beyond the bridge. (Preface)

To believe in fate or predestination means you have to believe there’s a future, and I grew up without one. (Part I, Section 1)

Unlike Grandma, she’d take a peach switch to me. Mama Day just didn’t believe in cuddling. (Part I, Section 2)

They say every blessing hides a curse, and every curse is a blessing (Part I, Section 2)

The mind is a funny thing, Abigail – and a powerful thing at that. (Part I, Section 2)

And from a little girl I had been taught that you don’t waste your time telling people things you know they won’t believe. (Part I, Section 3)

If it was a warning, I didn’t listen. Or maybe, I didn’t want to listen. (Part I, Section 3)

You can keep it, you can hide... (Part I, Section 3)