I found plain truth very interesting.

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.

Yes, she is." He looks at me, his face carved in pain. "She is dying, Sara. She will die, either tonight or tomorrow or maybe a year from now if we're really lucky. You heard what Dr. Chance said. Arsenic's not a cure. It just postpones what's coming." My eyes fill up with tears. "But I love her," I say, because that is reason enough.

You can make it dark, but I can't make it light.

I wondered why the head could move so swiftly while the heart dragged its feet.

The question I hate the most is "How did you DO it - write novels and raise your children simultaneously!" I mean, do MALE authors get asked that??

When you begin a journey of revenge, start by digging two graves: one for your enemy, and one for yourself.