Any institution becomes a community - whether it's a high school or a boarding school or a publishing company or a small town where everybody knows certain things about people.

I wasn't quite as certain that I knew her soul. When it came right down to it, I wasn't sure she knew me either.

When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.

My mother's blood that would last forever after. The blood of my brother, my grandfather, my father.

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.

You have to choose the voice you are going to trust. You can't listen to everyone.

That is how you know you've left childhood behind-when you wish for time to go backward.