The young woman was crying, in the way that grownups cry, keeping it inside as much as they can, and hating it when it still pushes out at the edges, making them ugly and funny-looking on the way.

Goodbyes are overrated.

They could not truly look dead, because they did not ever look alive.

If you, as a parent, raise your children well, they won't need you anymore. If you did it properly, they go away.

There's an expression, deja vu, that means that you feel like you've been somewhere before, that you've somehow already dreamed it or experienced it in your mind.

I decided that I would do my best in the future not to write books just for money. If you didn't get the money then you didn't have anything. If I did the work I was proud of and I didn't get the money, at least I'd have the work.

Her other mother smiled brightly and the hair on her head drifted like plants under the sea.