You don't fight for peace sister,' Nahara told me, 'You embrace it.

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

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

Jill told me that when you're really in love, you know right away. I'm not exactly sure how this happens. Is it like a flash of lightning? Like an angel tapping you on the shoulder? Or is it similar to choosing a puppy? You think you're picking the cutest one, but really you wind up going home with the one who keeps insisting on climbing into your lap.

I could hardly get a boy to look at me. All right, they'd look, they'd even take me out, but no one asked for a second date. I was too nasty, a real wise guy, and all the boys could tell what my rotten disposition was. Deep down, I wanted a commitment with a capital C. To get anywhere with me, a boy would have to sign his undying loyalty with his own blood.

I think growing up is difficult and it's a process that I'm always interested in, with kids and adults, they are often on two different universes.

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