Good fortune can take forever to get to you, but as it turns out, sorrow is as quick as a shot.

Only her death could prove her innocence; a circle of impossible, deathly judgement.

One of my favorites is "Time and Again" by Jack Finney. It takes place in Manhattan and goes back and forth between 1882 and the 1950s. It's really a cult book.

People want to ignore what they can't understand. They're looking for logic at any cost.

He stepped off the pavement like a man jumping off a bridge, as calm as a swimmer with an ocean out below. Lucy had known what he was going to do the instant their eyes met. She'd know what he intended because she would have done the very same thing if she'd had his courage. Nothing was going to break his fall.

I read "The Group" by Mary McCarthy. It had tons of sex in it, or so I thought at the time.

But most important of all, she explained that it was all right to say 'No. I disagree.' that was a gift. I understood it was power. The power to think my own thoughts. The power to believe in myself.