I asked her sister for a cell number, at least, but something tells me that 401-GO2-HELL is out of service.
How far can a person go... and still live with himself.
How do you know that you are not part of a book? That someone's not reading your story right now?
How could you pick, knowing that you'd have to go home and live with the choice you made?
How could he describe how it felt when she finished his sentences, turned the mug they were sharing so that her mouth landed where his had been? How did he explain the way they could be in a locker ro...
He’s not your typical prince, more like a square peg in a round hole, kind of like me. He’s the sort of guy who wouldn’t mind reading side by side on a date.
Here's my question: What age are you when you're in Heaven?
Her mouth is always on the verge of a smile. It makes her look like there's always something amazing she needs to tell me, even when it's just hello.
He thought of the grammar of Gaelic, in which you did not say you were in love withsomeone, but that you had love toward her, as if itwere a physical thing you could present and hold—a bundle of tulip...
He rises over me, a second sun, and fills me with light and heat.
He couldn't live a life worth saving, and he couldn't save a life worth living.
Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-Aidbeing ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbellyof a household is never pretty, ours no exception. There...
Given my mother's experience with romance, I shouldn't even care - but there's a part of me that wonders what it would be like to be the most important person to someone else, to always feel like you...
Forgiveness is spiritual. Punishment is legal, Leo says. They're not mutually exclusive.
For the first time in my life I begin to 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.
Fiction is like that, once it is released into the world: contagious, persistent. Like the contents of Pandora's box, a story that's freely given can't be contained anymore. It becomes infectious, spr...
Families were never what you wanted them to be. We all wanted what we couldn't have: the perfect child, the doting husband, the mother who wouldn't let go. We live in our grown-up dollhouses completel...
Exactly one month after he was convicted, when the lights were dimmed and the detention officers made a final sweep of the catwalk, Peter reached down and tugged off his right sock. He turned on his s...
Everything you said, Ellie, it's true. I should be very angry. I was, for a time, but now I'm not. Now I've gotten past my own selfishness to where I've got to help her. See, when you're Plain, you do...
Don't pay back in kind, pay back in kindness. If someone does wrong by you, do right by them.