I'm much faster now. When you only have a certain amount of time to write, after a while you learn to use your time well or you stop writing

I was beginning to understand.My grandmother's love was cold because she was afraid of things;that was why everything had to be perfect.

Let everyone see the blood,' he said. 'Don't clean it up. That's the only way people remember.'... I could see the blood inside my head. It was with me forever, whether or not I wanted to forget.

We stood and watched as God abandoned us, and then we did the best we could.

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.

They weren't true stories; they were better than that.

Another world must surely exist somewhere one where she would be known in some deep way that was far beyond words.