Fumbling in the dark, Josie reached underneath the frame of her bed for the plastic bag she’dstashed-her supply of sleeping pills. She was no better than any of the other stupid people in thisworld wh...
The first person you fell in love with stole your heart. The first person you made love with stole your soul. And if these were one and the same, you were damned.
How do you walk into someone's life again after twenty-eight years? How do you pick up, when you were too young to know where you left off.
Do you ever wonder how we all got here? On Earth, I mean. Forget the song and dance about Adam and Eve, which I know is a load of crap. My father likes the myth of the Pawnee Indians, who say that the...
How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?
You may be real, but you're still stuck in a book.
The first Abenaki word I ever learned was Bitawbagok – the word they use for Lake Champlain. It means, literally, the waters between. Since I’ve come back from Quebec, I have thought of my address as...
When I was little I bragged about my firefighting father: my father would go to heaven, because if he went to hell he would put out all the fires
Maybe you had to leave in order to miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was.
He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever
If i'm going to fuck up my life, does it really matter which way i do it?.
The jury is supposed to be twelve peers, but technically that would mean every single person on the jury should have Asperger's syndrome, because then they'd really understand me.
God, don't they teach you how to spell these days?""No," I answer. "They teach us to use spell-check.
The thing that most people didn't understand, if they weren't in his line if work, was that a rape victim and a victim of a fatal accident were both gone forever. The difference was that the rape vict...
This was something she would keep hidden within herself, maybe in place of the knot of pain and anger she had been carrying under her breastbone...a security blanket, an ace up her sleeve. She might n...
The best thing about endings is knowing that just ahead is the daunting task to start over.
I suddenly remember being very little and being embraced by my father. I would try to put my arms around my father's waist, hug him back. I could never reach the whole way around the equator of his bo...
In the space between yes and no, there is a lifetime. It’s the difference between the path you walk and one you leave behind; it’s the gap between who you thought you could be and who you really are;...
I ...understand how a parent might hit a child- it's because you can look into their eyes and see a reflection of yourself that you wish you hadn't.
What must you break apart in order to bring a family close together? Bread, of course.