Identity Themes From Ellen Foster:

p. 88- "That may not be the name God or my mama gave me but that is my name now. Ellen Foster. My old family wore the other name out and I figured I would take the name of my new family. That one is fresh."

p. 68- "She wanted me so hard to be like him. She reminded me all the time how me and him favored and acted alike...Sometimes she talked so strong to me that I had to check in the mirror to see if I had changed into him without my knowing or feeling it. Maybe her wishing so hard had made it so I thought.I decided I would jump off the bridge if I was different from my old self."

p. 36- "I see the mirror from the bed. No matter how I turn my head when I look I still seem like a stranger in my own self."

p. 56- "What do you do when the judge talks about the family society's cornerstone but you know yours was never a Roman pillar but is and always has been crumbly old brick?"


From Lucy:

p. 90-91 "My past was my mother...Oh, it was a laugh, for I had spent so much time saying I did not want to be like my mother that I missed the shole story: I was not like my mpther - I was my mother...'You can run away, but you can not escape the fact that I am your mother, my blood runs through you, I carried you for nine months inside me', [my mother always said]. How else was I to take such a statement but as a sentence for life in a prison whose bars were stronger than any iron imaginable?"

p. 36 "I had come to see [my mother's] love as a burden and had come to view with horror the sense of self-satisfaction it gave my mother to hear other people comment on her great love for me. I had come to feel that my mother's love for me was designed solely to make me into an echo of her; and I didn't know why, but I felt that I would rather be dead than become just an echo of someone."


From Jasmine:

p. 175 "I have had a husband for each of the women I have been. Prakash for Jasmine, Taylor for Jase, Bud for Jane. Half-Face for Kali."

p. 63 "A goddess couldn't have been surer. At the bottom of the mirror were some English words I didn't exactly understand but took as a kind of mantra: Objects in mirror are closer than they appear."


From Phoenix Rising:

p. 143 "But unless people lived what Ezra lived, unless they'd seen what Ezra had seen, how could they understand? Ezra's father hadn't understood and he knew more about the dark side of nuclear power than most of us. And the people who understood now, the people who had lived through it, what voice did they have? They hid in shock inside evacuation centers, inside hospitals, inside houses like ours, battling radiation sickness. They'd lost their homes, their money, their power. Who would speak for them?"


From In Country:

p. 67 "She stared at the picture, squinting her eyes, as if she expected it to come to life. But Dwayne had died with his secrets. Emmet was walking around with his. Anyone who survived Vietnam seemed to regard it as something personal and embarrassing. Granddad had said they were embarrassed that they lost the war, but Emmet said they were embarrassed that they were still alive."