He says one word, nodding into the daylight. "Look." It's an astounding word. It's a gift.

I'll tell you something about true love. There's no science to it. It's as natural as the sky.

It doesn't matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.

I liked just being with you. I liked the way you breathed when you were asleep. I liked when you took the champagne glass from my hand. I liked how your fingers were always too long for your gloves.

I've done it all before, I tell myself, and I can do it again. Trust is the strongest weapon.

The madness of youth made me unafraid.

Cure" is one of the most precious words in the English language. It's a short word. A clean and simple word. But it isn't so easy a thing as it sounds. There are questions like: How will this affect us in ten years? In twenty? What will it do to our children? Our children's children?