I've been a screenwriter for twenty-five years. Every one of my books have been optioned for movies and I have written a few of those screenplays.

He fell in love with the way she closed her eyes, long before he fell in love with her.

Still, I couldn't help but wonder if it was a mistake for people like us to be tied to a place. If we weren't meant to be ready and willing to wander. If everything we needed was contained in who we were. And what we remember.

Some fates are guaranteed, no matter who tries to intervene.

Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.

We are only an instant, that's true. But we are eternal.

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