I feel as if when you love a book it becomes a part of you whether you have it on your shelves or not.

When I read Jerome D. Salinger's "The Catcher in the Rye" that was the first time I felt my mind blow open. I thought that book was speaking to me. I was 12 or 13 when I read that. I read everything on my mother's bookshelves.

You can be betrayed in your sleep. The whole world can tilt while you're dreaming of butterflies.

My grandmother was overwhelmed by what was happening to us. She ahd moved back into the past because the here and the now was too terrible.

Cleaning up after themselves was a low priority for Margo and my mother. They had both recovered from cancer scares, failed marriages, and lost hope; in their opinion, dirt could wait.

People want to ignore what they can't understand. They're looking for logic at any cost.

Every time someone forgets, someone else disappears,' my brother wrote.