Writing cant change the world overnight, but writing may have an enormous effect over time, over the long haul.

When someone dies, you don't get over it by forgetting; you get over it by remembering, and you are aware that no person is ever truly lost or gone once they have been in our life and loved us, as we have loved them.

But as long as you remember what you have seen, then nothing is gone. As long as you remember, it is part of this story we have together.

Things which don't shift and grow are dead things.

Fortunately, her year of graduate classes prepared her for obnoxious conduct.

I will tell you something about stories . . . They aren't just entertainment. Don't be fooled. They are all we have, you see, all we have to fight off illness and death.

What is it about us human beings that we can’t let go of lost things?