What a woman wore was always important, no matter how skilled-or inept-she might be. The right outfit had a way of validating a woman. Whether that fact was fair or not was irrelevant. Anyone who denied it was a fool. p.18

In Germany, there were plenty of times I thought I was about to die at any moment. Had I known I was going to make it out alive, I wouldn't have had the sense of imperativeness that I did. There's a lot to be said for the power of raw nerve, of adrenaline, in pushing a person to the verge of her ability. p. 133