How foolish it is to run away with a man who's already run away with someone else.

If you end your story, it's a static work of art, a finite circle. But if you don't, it belongs to anyone's imagination. It stays alive forever.

Iknew that all the attributes he was teased for, at age five, were going to work in his favor by thetime he was thirty-five...but I couldn't get him there overnight. You can't fast-forward your child'slife, no matter how much you want to.

Anger, though, is too fierce a flame to last for long, and when it burned out, I was left numb and wondering.

A real friend isn't capable of feeling sorry for you.

When the news you don't want to hear is looming before you like Everest, two things can happen. Tragedy can run you through like a sword, or it can become your backbone. Either you fall apart and sob, or you say, 'Right. What's next?

Memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.