“How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?”

“Samuel walked out to Lindsey then, and there she was in his arms, my sweet butterball babe, born ten years after my fourteen years on Earth: Abigail Suzanne. Little Susie to me. Samuel placed Susie on a blanket near the flowers. And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be.”

“The relationship with the words someone uses is more intimate and integrated than just a quick read and a blurb can ever be. This intimacy - the words on the page being sent back and forth from engaged editor to open author - is unique in my experience.”

“I like gardening - it's a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself.”

“I wake up very early in the morning. I like to start in the dark, and I never work at night, because my brain is evaporated by 4 P.M.”

“For me the saddest thing was that these animals smelled the brokenness in him – the human defect – and kept away.”

“I could not imagine my youngest standing above her soiled grandmother in the wing chair and saying, "mother, let's kill her. "That's the only choice.”

“Oh sweetheart, do you really think if youseal it up, that the pain's gonna go away?”

“She wasn't actually speaking to me, she was singing a kind of lullaby of talk. But, eventually, the music stopped. ”

“There were also the Masters of Arcane Knowledge. Everyone begrudged their presence among the gifteds. These were the kids that could break down an engine and build it back again - no diagrams or instructions needed. They understood things in a real, not theoretical, way. They seemed not to care about their grades.”

“No one can pull anyone back from anywhere. You save yourself or you remain unsaved.”