There is no formula to relationships. They have to be negotiated in loving ways, with room for both parties, what they want and what they need, what they can do and what their life is like.

When hope is gone, time is punishment.

I believe he died this way on purpose. I believe he wanted no chilling moments, no one to witness his last breath and be haunted by it, the way he had been haunted by his mother's death-notice telegram or by his father's corpse in the city morgue.

A book with the genuine power to stir and comfort its readers.

There are no random acts.

Accept what you are able to do and what you are not able to do.

I had a very high-grade publisher tell me I was incapable of writing a memoir.