She touched him and found that even something as innocent as the lacing of their fingers could raise all the hairs on the back of her neck and make her blood beat faster.
She shrugged. You can be happy for someone else's good fortune, but that doesn't mean you forget your own bad luck.
She pictured how it would feel to trust your instincts in a strange land, to know the difference between where you had been and where you were going.
She had smiled her way through the births andhad offered the new mothers the support and the medical care that they needed, but the momentshe’d sent them on their way, cutting that last umbilical cord...
Recollections are in the eye of the beholder. No two held side by side can ever quite match.
Princes don't come around everyday, and happy endings don't grow on trees
Prejudice goes both ways, you know. There are people who suffer from it, and there are people who profit from it.
Peter was, simply, what a person would look like if you boiled down the most raw emotions andfiltered them of any social contract. If you hurt, cry. If you rage, strike out.If you hope, get ready for...
People move too fast and talk too much, and before you know it, they come back to a place they don't want to be - except now they know there's nowhere left to run.
People don’t just disappear. There’s always a reason, or an enemy with a grudge. There’s always a loose thread that starts to unravel.
Part of growing up was learning not to be quite that honest - learning when it was better to lie, rather than to hurt someone with the truth.
Parenthood was like awakening to find a soap bubble in the cup of your palm, and being told you had to carry it while you parachuted from a dizzying height, climbed a mountain range, battled on the fr...
Outside, the moon is a silver sliver. Every night, the shadow eats a slice of it, until it’s nothing but this hollow rind. I feel the same way; with each day, I lose a little more of myself.
Only cheats go back on a promise.
One person's trauma is another's loss of innocence.
Oliver, she says. You can do this. I watch her walk away. When Delilah talks like that, it's easy to remember why I gave up everything I knew in order to be with her. She believes in me, and if someon...
Oh,that's right. You're a...what did you call it? Ah, a ghost hunter. You don't have to see things to believe them.Adam's gaze locked onto the persecutor's. Maybe you've got that backward, he said. Ma...
Nurse: You look like a pharmaceutical rep. you can leave samples in the closet.Joe: I'm actually a lawyer.Nurse: My condolences.
Not knowing, he said, is a thousand times more horrible than facing your fear.
No matter who else is mourning, you’re in your own little cell. Even when people try to comfort you, you’re aware that now there is a barrier between you and them, made of the horrible thing that happ...