See for me, it’s immediate. Silence is so freaking loud.' This seemed either deep or deeply oxymoronic. I wasn’t sure which.

I wasn’t ready to think about the other yet: that it wasn’t that I wasn’t right for Macon, but that maybe he wasn’t right for me. There was a difference. Even for someone who things didn’t come easy for, someone like me.

Oh for God's sake,' Heather said, 'I wish you two would just go out, fail miserably as a couple, and get it over with.

My agent is so totally honest, which is just what every writer needs. She won't let me sell a crappy book, even if I want to.

With my mom, when someone was gone, they were gone. She didn't waste another minute thinking about them, and neither should you.

Everything looks different when you're older, not staring up at the world but down upon it.

That was the thing about being on the inside: the world was just going on, even when it seemed like time for you had stopped for good.