I learned another thing, which is that just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn't mean you stop telling the story.

I learned another thing, which is that just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn't mean you stop telling the story.

It’s hard to grieve in a town where everything that happens is God’s will. It’s hard to know what to do with your emptiness when you’re not supposed to have emptiness.

Conversing with children is a fine art.... An art form that demands large amounts of both honesty and misdirection. Or maybe discretion is a better word.

Her faith in a loving and forgiving God is strong, but she worships laughter.

David Bergen is a master of taut, spare prose that's both erotic and hypnotic. . . .

But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief.