I would prove to you that being different isn't a death sentence but a call to arms.

Identification is not the same as knowing someone through and through.

She shrugged. "You can be happy for someone else's good fortune, but that doesn't mean you forget your own bad luck.

I wish I could tell him I understand: the higher you raise your hopes, the farther you have to fall.

I have several writer friends, but I don't involve them in my work process. I'm more likely to talk about the business of publishing with them.

That's the paradox of loss: How can something that's gone weigh us down so much?

When a freedom is taken away from you, I suppose, you recognize it as a privilege, not a right.