Not even you can reach me here, Carmen thought.

It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.

What you leave behind is the people you loved. You leave yourself in them.

Her vision of the world under the water represented a beautiful stillness, a version of heaven. It was the lost city of Lena, her alternate universe, the life she yearned for but didn't get to have.

Grief was like a newborn, and the first three months were hard as hell, but by six months you'd recognized defeat, shifted your life around, and made room for it.

But I know this. We're ready to move forward again in our way. Together or apart, no matter how far apart, we live in one another. We go on together.

She hadn't chosen the brave life. She'd chosen the small, fearful one.

She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy.

She didn't open the envelope until she'd gotten to the bus station and needed to pay for her ticket. He hadn't given her the thousand dollars she'd asked for-he'd given her ten thousand.

You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. If you don't have what you want now, you don't have what you want.

Together or apart, no matter how far apart, we live in one another. We go on together.

Later that day when I walked down this dried-out riverbed, enjoying the last rays of sunshine on my bare skin, I felt a deep inner peace coming up straight from my heart.

Self-knowledge is power.

God can't clean the house of you when you're still in it.

There are many different ways to be poor in the world but increasingly there seems to be one single way to be rich.

There are always practical decisions to be made about any character you're playing.

Alive without breath, As cold as death; Never thirsty, ever drinking, All in mail never clinking.

Eating is one of my favorite parts of the day

I think all record companies should be run by a musician. Just as you wouldn't trust your health to an electrician.

We drift down time, clutching at straws. But what good's a brick to a drowning man?

It is not the responsibility of the language to force good looking code, but the language should make good looking code possible.