Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.

I thought of betrayal and how it came so easily - in a word, a glance, a gesture.

His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.

Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.

As a novelist, I'm endlessly fascinated by human behavior and interactions.

You know not, yet, the sort of love that strikes like a lightning bolt; that clutches hold of you by the heart, as irrevocably as death; that becomes the lodestar by which you steer the rest of your life. I would not wish such a love on anyone, man or woman, for it can make your life a paradise, or it can destroy you utterly.

Your actions are your own. Your choices are your own. Each of us carries a burden of guilt for decisions made or not made. You can let that rule your whole life or you can put it behind you and move on. Only a madman lets jealousy determine the course of his existence. Only a weak man blames others for his own errors.