I am not sure I am ready to know what I think about that, so I dare not write it out.

You've been quiet lately...but it's not so much the quiet as something inside the quiet.

... until Miri could not help it any longer and she laughed out loud. The sound broke the game. Peder looked at her. He reached out, and she thought he meant to grab her straw or perhaps yank her hair as he used to when they were little. But her put his hand behind her head and, leaning forward, pulled her face to his. He kissed her. One long, slow kiss.

I’ve always believed that as an author, I do 50% of the work of storytelling, and the reader does the other 50%. There’s no way I can control the story you tell yourself from my book. Your own experiences, preferences, prejudices, mood at the moment, current events in your life, needs and wants influence how you read my every word.

Razo knew he was best at nothing, except maybe cramming two cherries into a single nostril.

It was karma, it was kismet, it was magic. It doesn't matter how it happened, just that it did.

My ma says You can't unspill a stew." "She also says Undoing a wrong is greater than doing a right." "You know, Ma is very good at saying two things at once.