You may think there's nothing very interesting about seeing someone sleep, but that probably means you've never found the girl of your dreams.
What I think is that there is no perspective in grief, or in love. How can there be, when one person becomes the center of the universe - either because he has been lost or because he has been found?
I became a firefighter because I wanted to save people. But I should have been more specific. I should have named names.
The act of writing... is the act of trying to understand why my opinion is what it is. And ultimately, I think that's the same experience the reader has when they pick up one of my books.
Instead of plotting the demise of the traditional family, as some politicians and religious leaders would have you believe, gay people mow their lawns and watch 'American Idol' and video their childre...
When you don't know where your headed you find places no one else would ever think to explore
If you don't get sick, you won't get well.
If there isn’t a them, there can’t be an us.
Eskimos maybe? believed stars were holes in the sky where people who died could peek through at you
Believe me, you're all I've thought about --At this, I grin.
[I] don't think I was trying to kill myself. I just wanted to hurt, and understand exactly whay I was hurting. This made sense: you cut, you felt pain, period.
You will ask yourself you will ask yourself
You know it's never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It's always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep thin...
You cannot hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.
What's stronger-the need to uphold the law, or the motive to turn one's back on it?
What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?
Things had a way of working out for the best when you let them run their course.
They don't like the thought of someone else making demands on the person whom they see as belonging entirely to them.
There was no black or white. Someone who had been good her entire life could, in fact, do something evil. People were just as capable of committing murder, under the right circumstances, as any monste...
There is no one truth. There’s only what happened, based on how you perceive it.