And while it is hard enough to take away something that makes a person happy it's even more difficult when it seems like it's the only thing.

Whenever something great happens, you’re always kind of poised for the universe to correct itself.

I am never happy when I finish a book. I always start feeling good, and then I get to about Page 75 and start losing momentum - and I kind of pull it together at the end, but by then I think it's just all over. It's become almost a running joke among my agent and my editor - I always say that, so they don't take me seriously anymore.

The language of solace, and comets, and the girls we all become, in the end.

The chances we take, knowing no better than to fall or to stand back and hold ourselves in... protecting our hearts with the tightest of grips.

It's a lot easier to be lost than found. It's the reason we're always searching and rarely discovered--so many locks not enough keys.

All you could do was take on as much weight as you can bear. And if you're lucky, there's someone close enough by to shoulder the rest.