Just when you think you've got your life by the reins, that's when it's most likely to run away with you.
Jacob’s concept: The concept of Asperger’s is like a flavoring added to a person and although my concentration is higher than those of others, if tested everyone would have traces of this condition to...
I’m the princess in an ivory tower, except every brick is made of history, and I built this prison myself.
I’m surprised you can believe in God, after meeting so many evil people.How could I not, Leo asks, after meeting so many survivors
I’d make a snide comment about the youths of america but I’m too impressed by the fact that she’s reading something other than Fifty Shades of Grey.
It’s the Lord’s will, she said quietly. You get through it. You just never get over it.
It's the way he gets noticed, you know? I mean, imagine what it would be like if you were a squirrel living in the elephant cage at the zoo. Does anyone ever go there and say, Hey check out that squir...
It's hard to be the one always waiting. I mean, there's something to be said for the hero who charges off to battle, but when you get right down to it there's a whole story in who's left behind.
It's disappointing to know that someone can see right through you.
It's crazy, right? To love someone who's hurt you? It's even crazier to think that someone who hurts you loves you.
It was the sort of place where you could hear the tumblers of your mind falling into place as you pieced thought together, as you tried to match it to action.
It was possible, Trixie supposed, that everyone had two faces: Some of us did a better job of hiding it than others.
It was nice not having to be the one in control, for a little while. It was nice to be the one who was protected, instead of the one who'd been protecting eveyone else.
It was hard to separate the fact from the fiction...
It is amazing, what you can make yourself believe, when you have to, Josef says. If you keep telling yourself you are a certain kind of person, eventually you become that person.
Isn't it amazing how, when you strip away everything, people are so much alike?
In the custom of mourning, the fabric of the night had been ripped, revealing a star at each tiny tear.
In fact, sometimes I was sure that the reason people stared at you with your crutches and wheelchair had nothing to do with your disabilities, and everything to do with the fact that you had abilities...
Imagine a world that seemed so much bigger than you. Imagine waking up one morning and finding a piece of yourself you didn't even know existed.
If you choose to go looking for something, you'd better be ready for whatever it is you find. Because it may not be what you've been expecting.