Some things you cannot wish away or think away. They become part of you when you remember them.

We had to survive to remember. Otherwise everything we were would disappear. Those people we loved would fade as though we'd never loved them, as if they'd never walked and talked and burned, forgetting them was the real evil. That was the hole of darkness.

She didn't like being twelve. It felt like someplace between who she'd been and who she was about to be. It felt like no place at all.

He has the ability to catch someone by the way that he looks at her, and make her wish he would go on looking.

When I looked at her, she appeared to be a different person from the one I'd known... She had rewritten everything, our history together, our friendship. Now I was the girl who'd stolen Andres; the girl who'd lied to her about who I was. Therefore, she owned me nothing.

Mothers always find ways to fit in the work - but then when you're working, you feel that you should be spending time with your children and then when you're with your children, you're thinking about working.

Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.