Maybe that's what we look for in the people we love, the spark of unhappiness we think we know how to extinguish.

As for writing about temptation, there's no drama without temptation, and no novel without drama.

It felt good, the whole family together on a sunny morning in a wholesome environment. If it hadn't been for the warshiping God part, he would have happily attended church on a regular basis.

It's not the cheating. It's the hunger for an alternative. The refusal to accept unhappiness.

It's like the human race has been programmed for misery.

I really wanted to be a musician, but it turned out I had no sense of time.

Jill felt an emptiness open inside of her as she lifted her arm, a sense that something vital was being subtracted from her life. It was always like that when somebody you cared about went away, even when you knew it was inevitable, and it probably wasn't your fault.