I chose him. If I chose him, he had to be the right choice. I wouldn’t love him if it weren’t right.

This is the tragedy of knowing my fate: I have seen how it ends, and I will walk right into it, and nothing will change.

Clinical, brilliantly medical-minded Adam believes in fate. A fate with Fia.

I lie constantly. All the time. I’m nothing but one big mass of lies.

We change the future with every choice we make,

James is all I have. I chose James. He has to be right. Please let him be right.

I’m still afraid to sleep—too many ghosts peering creeping condemning.

Probably you should stay out of my head. It’s not a friendly place.

I have to trust that, or I’ll lose my mind. Well, lose it more.

Crazy must run in your family, ” he says.“You do know Fia!” I blurt, then bite my lip.

I’ll be fine. I’m always fine.

If you wanted to be average, you would not be reading this book.

The valiant never taste of death but once.

Since women are better at producing babies, presumably Nature has given men some talent to compensate. But for the moment I can't think of it.

The worst injury I ever had was a stress fracture from running.

Sometimes you have to leave the world in order to learn how to live in it. Thoreau shunned society, went to the woods, and came back with a new understanding of life.

Ask the young. They know everything.

Dally was so real he scared me.

I think Obama is right when he talks about the rule of law as a cornerstone of what the United States should stand for.

You can call it wisdom, or sanity, or health, or enlightenment. I use the word God as a short-cut. I am comfortable with the word God because I don't have the foggiest idea of what it means.