Some things don't last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there.

My experience is that sequels are rarely as good as the originals.

I seriously doubt that the Santa police do an underwear check." -Cora

Some things you don't have to tell. Some things, between sisters, are understood.

one word could change the whole world

Teaching was great for me, because I got to show people how writing can really change the way you see not only yourself but the world.

I was woundering what he would say, what word could sum me up right then, when i saw the lights come across his face, blaringly yellow, and suddenly he was brighter, and brighter, and i asked him what was happening, what was wrong. I remember only that light, so strong it spilled across my shoulders, and lit up his face, and how scared he looked as something big and loud hit my door, sending glass shattering across me, little sparks catching the light like diamonds, as they fell, with me, into the dark.