I don't do much public speaking. I did a lot of stuff for Bones, and then ended up having said yes to a lot of things that kept me on the road for a while for that, but then I pretty much stopped. I'm touring for this book, but when the tour is done, that'll be the end of it.

His love for my mother wasn't about looking back and loving something that would never change. It was about loving my mother for everything -- for her brokenness and her fleeing, for her being there right then in that moment before the sun rose and the hospital staff came in. It was about touching that hair with the side of his fingertip, and knowing yet plumbing fearlessly the depths of her ocean eyes.

There’s no condition one adjusts to so quickly as a state of war.

Loss could be used as a measure of beauty in a woman.

He was beginning to understand: You were treated special and, later, something horrible would be told to you.

How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?

Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.