Terms like that, 'Humane Society,' are devised with people like me in mind, who don't care to dwell on what happens to the innocent.

restraint equals indulgence

No matter what kind of night you're having, morning always wins.

It's a great freedom to give up on love, and get on with everything else.

I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass. I crave to be rid of them.

Hallie and I... were all there was. The image in the mirror that proves you are still here. We had exactly one sister apiece. We grew up knowing the simple arithmetic of scarcity: A sister is more precious than an eye.

A writer's occupational hazard: I think of eavesdropping as minding my business.