Nowadays, I dont have expectations, and this way she beats them all.

You couldn't have strength without weakness, you couldn't have light without dark, you couldn't have love without loss

See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are still in it

Fiction allows for moral questioning, but through the back door. Personally, I like books that make you think - books you're still wondering about three days after you finish them; books you hand to a friend and say "Read this, so we can talk about it."

[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period.

I think there are readers out there and I don't think the book is dead. And more importantly I don't think readers have to choose between literary and commercial fiction.

How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.