My inventing time is all done under the influence of aerobic exercise. Basically, I do all my thinking while I run.

The sadness you feel is not your own. It's his sadness you feel in your heart, Amy, for missing you.

There's an outline for each of the books that I adhere to pretty closely, but I'm not averse to taking it in a new direction, as long as I can get it back to where I need it to go.

As long as we remember a person, they're not really gone. Their thoughts, their feelings, their memories, they become a part of us.

What strange places our lives can carry us to, what dark passages.

When you write, you take the ball and you hold it up to the light and you turn it slowly, and let people draw their own conclusions. And try to bring empathy to all sides of the equation.

She remembered no one at all. She remembered one day thinking: I am alone. There is no I but I. She lived in the dark. She taught herself to walk in the light, though it was not easy.