Occupation: Author Birth: 1955
Where we are going, I don't know. It doesn't seem to be the place that is important but the steps in between..
The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it..
One small changed family doesn't calculate into a world that has been spinning for a billion years. But one small change makes the world spin differe….
It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections..
Some things aren't meant to be known. Only believed..
Sometimes there's not a better way. Sometimes there's only the hard way..
You've always been two people. The Jenna who wants to please and the Jenna who secretly resents in. They won't break, you know. Your parents never th….
Are the details of our lives who we are, or is it owning those details that makes the difference?.
Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is..
What I think is all I have left. My mind is the only thing that makes me different from a fancy toaster. What we think does matter-it's all we truly ….
... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up.
The dictionary says my identity should be all about being separate or distinct, and yet it feels like it is so wrapped up in others..
Faith and science, I have learned, are two sides of the same coin, separated by an expanse so small, but wide enough that one side can't see the othe….
Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity..
I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow..
There are many words and definitions I have never lost. But some I am only just beginning to truly understand..
How can you be sure?" "I'm a doctor, Jenna. And a scientist." "Does that make you an authority on everything? What about a soul, Father? When you wer….
I think that maybe forgiveness is like change - it comes in small steps. (256).
I thought grandmothers had to like you. It’s a law or something..
I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts..
When you are perfect, is there anywhere else to go?.