I tell you this as a cautionary tale: beware of getting what you want. It's bound to disappoint you.

I think this is every mother's worst nightmare - something dreadful happening to her child.

Good people are good people; religion has nothing to do with it.

That's the crazy thing about lies. You start to fall for them, yourself.

The first person you fell in love with stole your heart. The first person you made love with stole your soul. And if these were one and the same, you were doomed.

Asking me to describe my son is like asking me to hold the ocean in a paper cup

That's why we read fiction, isn't it? To remind us that whatever we suffer, we're not the only ones?