There were lies we told to save ourselves, and then there were lies we told to rescue others. What counted more, the mistruth, or the greater good?

How can you be a survivor, when you can't even remember the war?

When you love someone - when you create a child with him - you don't just suddenly lose that bond. Like any other energy, it can't be destroyed, just channeled into something else.

The doctors may be mapping out the war games, but it is the nurses who make the conflict bearable.

To me gay rights is the last civil right that we have not granted in America and I think it's an enormous embarrassment.

Maybe honesty is overvalued. What's truly priceless is picking out from a stream of falsehoods the ones you most need to hear.

Sometimes when you find something you didn't really realize you were looking for, you just don't know how to react.