Occupation: Author Birth: 1976
There's a market for mysteries for adults. That feeling of opening a book and delving inside and not coming out until you've closed the book..
You'll beat this. I know it doesn't feel like it, but you will. You're a survivor." "I don't want to survive it." "I know that, too," Nell had said. ….
It is a cruel, ironical art, photography. The dragging of captured moments into the future; moments that should have been allowed to be evaporate int….
Wars make history seem deceptively simple. They provide clear turning points, easy distinctions.: before and after, winner and loser, right and wrong….
No two people will ever see or feel things in the same way, Merry. The challenge is to be truthful when you write. Don't approximate. Don't settle fo….
Reluctance to begin is quick to befriend procrastination. . . ..
He had the vague sense of standing on a threshold, the crossing of which would change everything..
A true friend is a light in the dark. Viven.
Cassandra always hid when she read, though she never quite knew why. It was as if she couldn't shake the guilty suspicion that she was being lazy, th….
Life could be cruel enough these days without the truth making it worse..
It's a terrible thing, isn't it, the way we throw people away?.
Nighttime is different. Things are otherwise when the world is black. Insecurities and hurts, anxieties and fears grow teeth at night. p493.
Memory is a cruel mistress with whom we all must learn to dance..
She'd slept terribly the night before. The room, the bed, were both comfortable enough, but she'd been plagued with strange dreams, the sort that lin….
. . . companions were to be valued, wherever one found them..
Those who live in memories are never really dead." The House At Riverton.
Doors lead to things and I've never met one I haven't wanted to open..
You make a life out of what you have, not what you're missing..
Oh, Grey, no one really likes keeping secrets. The only thing that makes a secret fun is knowing that you weren't supposed to tell it..
when you love someone you’ll do just about anything to keep them..
It was the sibling thing, I suppose. I was fascinated by the intricate tangle of love and duty and resentment that tied them together. The glances th….