Here's my question: What age are you when you're in Heaven?

Love is not a because, it's a no matter what.

There was, really, nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life, except your past. There was no starting over. There was only picking up the pieces someone had left behind.

I always wondered why God was supposed to be a father," she whispers. Fathers always want you to measure up to something. Mothers are the ones who love you unconditionally, don't you think?

I think...she said finally, "that all of us have got our ghosts.

You can run but you can't hide... but I can try. I feel air catch in my lungs and I get a cramp in my side and this pain, this wonderful physical pain that I can place, reminds me that after all I am still alive.

We all have things that come back to haunt us. Some of us just see them more clearly than others.