The point,' Ms. Conyers continued, "is that no word had one specific definition. Maybe in the dictionary, but not in real life.

You know, feeling and action are always linked, one can't exist without the other. It's sort of a hippie thing.

It wasn't like I was some expert on the meaning of being supportive. Was it being loyal even against your better judgement? Or, like Olivia, was it making your displeasure known from the start, even when someone didn't want to hear it?

Sometimes really, really bad things happen to people, and there is no explanation and no reason whatsoever.

I think readers are just looking for things that maybe they recognize or can relate to in the books.

I don't believe in failure, because simply by saying you've failed, you've admitted you attempted. And anyone who attempts is not a failure. Those who truly fail in my eyes are the ones who never try at all. The ones who sit on the couch and whine and moan and wait for the world to change for them.

If he'd been any other boy, and this was any other world, I would have kissed him. Nothing could have stopped me.