Trouble is just like love, after all; it comes in unannounced and takes over before you've had a chance to reconsider, or even to think.

That is the joy of reading fiction: when all is said and done, the novel belongs to the reader and his or her imagination.

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

I don't really read as much as I used to. A lot of what I was looking for as an escape I find in writing. And the other thing is that I don't want to get into someone else's language when I'm working

It wasn't right to have someone charge into you your world without even asking, acting as if you were nothing more than an egg to be flipped and flopped, sunny-side up or scrambled, depending on the whims on whoever ran your life..._

Unfinished business always comes back to haunt you, and a man who swears he'll love you forever isn't finished with you until he's done.

He'd thought he was lost, but now he recognized that eternity was around him, like salt from a shaker or stars in the sky.