When you showed someone how you felt, it was fesh and honest. Whe you told someone how you felt, there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation.

Instead of doing the best thing, we sometimes have to settle for the rightest thing.

I am always consulted about covers, and give feedback, but I am also aware that what causes a customer to pick a book up off a shelf in the UK is very different from what causes a customer to pick a book up in the US.

His hand is cool on my cheek as he paints a tear beneath my left eye, dark blue and swollen with sorrow.

she told me she'd be a phoenix." The image of the mythical creature rising from the ashes glitters in my mind. "They don't really exist." "She said that depends on whether or not there's someone who can see them.

Torn between fear and something that resembled love, she wrestled with questions she never dreamed she would face: How could she leave? Then again, how could she stay?

Can you imagine what it would be like to know that your life was just going to be a series of days that were all the same, that were do-overs?