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

All you have to do is desire it, and if you desire it enough and understand why -- really know -- it will come.

The shadow of years was not as big on his small body. He knew I was away . But when people left they always came back.

These things, she felt, were not to be passed around like disingenuous party favors. She kept an honor code with her journals and her poems. 'Inside, inside,' she would whisper quietly to herself when she felt the urge to tell.

You could not be filled with hate and be beautiful. Like any other girl, I wanted to be beautiful. But I was filled with hate.

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.

Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.