Stem cell research has become such a polarizing issue in America... and I wanted to bring it down to the personal level, instead of the political.

Memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.

It took me a lifetime to realizethings don't get lost if they don't have value- you don't miss what you don't care about.

No," he said calmly, filled with purpose. he took her arms lightly in his hands and shook her. "I am not giving you up." Emily looked at him, and for just a moment he could read her thoughts. Melanie use to say they were like twins, with their own secret, silent language. in that instant, Chris felt her fear and her resignation, and the knotty pain of coming up against a brick wall again and again. She glanced away, and he could breathe again. "The thing is, Chris" Emily said, "it's not your choice.

Life can change in an instant.

If you loved someone, really loved them, would you let them go?

My chest feels full of glitter and helium, the way it used to when I was little and riding my father's shoulders at twilight, when I knew that if I held up my hands and spread my fingers like a net, I could catch the coming stars.