The truth is, once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.

What will you do with the time you have left?

This is a story about a family and, as there is a ghost involved, you might cal it a ghost story. But every family is a ghost story. The dead sit at out tables long after they have gone.

With Marguerite, he wanted only time—more and more time—and he was granted it, nighttimes and daytimes and nighttimes again.

when he smiles it's as if you'd just told him the first joke on earth.

She felt worthless and hollow. There was no hope of fixing this. And when hope is gone, time is punishment.

For as spiritual as some people think my books are, I've never really dealt with religious things.