Chicken,' Josie said. 'Have you ever been in love?' Peter looked at Josie, and thought of how they had once tied a note with their addresses to a helium balloon and let it go in her backyard, certain it would reach Mars. Instead, they had received a letter from a widow who lived two blocks away. 'Yeah,' he said. 'I think so.

When the door opens, I realize that the only thing worse than waiting is the moment you realize a decision has been made.

I would rather be in minority and be right, than in the majority and wrong.

Maybe if God gives you a handicap, he makes sure you've got a few extra doses of humor to take the edge off.

I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.

Hopefully, more and more people will come to understand that a child who's "different from" is not one who is "lesser than."

I wonder if, as you get older, you stop missing people so fiercely. Maybe growing up is just focusing on what you've got, instead of what you don't.