I think that’s a mercy of this island, actually, that it won’t give us our terrible memories for long, but let us keep the good ones for as long as we want them.

...sensation of rightness, of saying the right thing atthe right time to the right person, that too-raresensation of having the right thing to say and believing it.

The big thing in my family growing up is that everybody had to play a musical instrument. We were like the von Trapps.

It matters, like this: I belong to Malvern, you don't.

Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants.

It's rude to stare, but the great thing about staring at a sedated person is that they don't know you're doing it.

Many, many readers have written asking me wistfully about the nature of Sam and Grace's relationship, and I can assure you, that sort is absolutely real. Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won't settle for less.