You don't love someone because they're perfect," she says. "You love them in spite of the fact that they're not." I don't know how to respond to that; it's like being told after thirty-five years that the sky, which I've seen as a brilliant blue, is in fact rather green.

Any highway . . . they all take you to the same place, don't they?

I think I have sort of gravitated toward issues that I don't know the answers to, because that's what's more interesting for me to write.

Reason number 106 why dogs are smarter than humans: once you leave the litter, you server contact with your mothers.

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.

I know that there will be other women, but they couldn't compare. Maybe I'll change, maybe love will change, but I think we were a once-in-a-lifetime. You could never leave me; that's why I am not more upset. You can't possibly break these feelings. They stretch, and they last.

I leaned forward and kissed him. And again. As if I were passing him all those silent words I cound not say, the ones that explained my biggest secret: that I might not have OI but I knew how he (Adam) felt. That I was breaking apart, too, all the time."-Amelia