You know, if you hang around this earth long enough you really see how things come full circle.

I really just wanted to be a writer, but people tell you, 'You should have a backup career,' so I thought, 'OK, I'll act.' That was the foolishness of my vision for my life - that my backup career would be completely undependable.

The memories stayed with him for so long, and stayed vivid. And it didn't matter to me that he'd already repeated that before. I could hear it forever.

I'm very comfortable writing in the first person; it dives into the character in a way that's difficult if you're writing in the third person.

I think the earlier stages of Alzheimer's are the hardest. Particularly because the person knows that they are losing awareness. They're aware that they're losing awareness, and you see them struggling.

People love the way they're capable of loving-but that's not always how you want them to love or how you think they should love.

And as far as false hope, there is no such thing. There is only hope or the absence of hope - nothing else.