I was tired of secrets, tired of seeing things I was not supposed to see. And so I just cried.

Mr. Buckley, let me explain it this way. And I'll do so very carefully & slowly so that even you will understand it. If I was the sheriff, I would not have arrested him. If I was on the grand jury, I would not have indicted him. If I was the judge, I would not try him. If I was the D.A., I would not prosecute him. If I was on the trial jury, I would vote to give him a key to the city, a plaque to hang on his wall, & I would send him home to his family. And, Mr. Buckley, if my daughter is ever raped, I hope I have the guts to do what he did.

I'm a Christian, and those beliefs occasionally come out in the books.

Writing's still the most difficult job I've ever had - but it's worth it.

In one long glorious acknowledgment of failure, he laid himself bare before God.

I'm being followed so much I'm causing traffic jams.

Jesus preached more and taught more about helping the poor and the sick and the hungry than he did about heaven and hell. Shouldn't that tell us something?