And as I stood there in the hallway―alone―trying to understand what had just happened and why, I realized the truth: I wasn't worth an explanation―not even a reaction. Not in your eyes.

The main thing I wanted to say, and thankfully it’s what most people say they get out of the book, is simply an acknowledgement that we do affect each other in ways we can’t predict.

No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.

You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

I've always loved brainstorming with other writers, and I consider having my work critiqued a part of that brainstorming.

And at some point, the struggle becomes too much-too tiring-and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

You can't go back to how things were. How you thought they were. All you really have is...now.

Everything...affects everything

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

In the end....everything matters.

She didn't say anything—at least, not with her mouth. Her eyes told me a different story. The only problem was that they each had a thousand tongues talking, each in a language I didn't speak.

Perish the universe, provided I have my revenge!

Your mentality sets the stage for your prosperity.

I always see those jeans with the stretchy front on pregnant women, and they look like the dreamiest thing ever.

Every human being born within the United States of parents not owing allegiance to any foreign sovereignty is in the language of your Constitution itself, a natural born citizen.

It is my conviction that physical courage at crucial moments comes from the sum of intellectual courage and integrity that you muster at that moment.

Tina Fey could run this country before Sarah Palin could!

What matters more? What you said you'd do, what you hoped to do, or what you did?

There was a time when "sound as a dollar" was a description, not a joke.

Hemingway is terribly limited. His technique is good for short stories, for people who meet once in a bar very late at night, but do not enter into relations. But not for the novel.