The moon is always jealous of the heat of the day, just as the sun always longs for something dark and deep.

He'd thought he was lost, but now he recognized that eternity was around him, like salt from a shaker or stars in the sky.

I never see a novel as a film while I'm writing it. Mostly because novels and films are so different, and I'm such an internal novelist

Sometimes the right thing feels all wrong until it is over and done with.

In a world of sorrow, love was an act of will. All you needed were the right ingredients.

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.

I wrote to find beauty and purpose, to know that love is possible and lasting and real, to see day lilies and swimming pools, loyalty and devotion, even though my eyes were closed, and all that surrounded me was a darkened room. I wrote because that was who I was at the core, and if I was too damaged to walk around the block, I was lucky all the same. Once I got to my desk, once I started writing, I still believed anything was possible.