Detroit's a great music town. If your interaction with it was mainly musical, I'm sure you have a good opinion of the place.

It was amazing how it worked: the tiniest bit of truth made credible the greatest lies.

There comes a moment, when you get lost in the woods, when the woods begin to feel like home.

Everyone struggles against despair, but it always wins in the end. It has to. It's the thing that lets us say goodbye.

A seven-year-old girl can take only so many walks with her grandfather.

it's amazing what you can get used to.

Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Withen 5 minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin, he said, "What are you doing here, honey? Your not even old enough to know how bad life gets." And it was then Cecelia gave orally what was to be her only form of suicide note, and a useless one at that, because she was going to live: "Obviously, Doctor," she said, "you've never been a 13 year old girl.