The Screamingflashed me back to a timewhen mom and dad were still togetherif you could call miles apart together.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in. Kaeleigh wants to believe in me. I am her twin, forever alive inside her. And when she needs me, I am always here.

Love means holding on to someone just as hard as you can because if you don't, one blink and they might disappear...forever.

Words have power. The power to soothe. The power to skewer someone through the heart. The power to render someone speechless.

What's the point of being a hero when everyone thinks you're a villain?

Sometimes the little things in life mean the most.

One foot in front of the other, counting tiles on the floor so I don't have to focus the blur of painted smiles, fake faces.

Her smile is like summer moonlight-beautiful and magical, with a fire that could melt the night.

Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they're pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet.

I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.

She rubbed her cheek on his chest like a sleepy cat. “I like when you hold me.”Dios, she was going to break his heart. “I like when I hold you too.

One of the best things you can do in life is to embrace who you are. Once you do that NOTHING can stop you. You have found the greatest gift that has been given. The gift of self importance.

I asked my Greek chorus about this sort of hero: the Underappreciated Personification of Resolve.

It's always been my formula to get the next picture set up before anyone's seen the last one.

I guess it all depends on your nature. Some people can't stand being alone. I love solitude and silence. But when I come out of it, I'm a regular talking machine. It's all or nothing for me.

If Jesus is on Tim Curran's side and Occy is Jesus, who gets to win?

A man may be sharper than another, but not than all others.

If only Africa had more mosquito nets then every year we could save millions of mosquitoes from dying needlessly of aids.

The dilemma for women - writing after everything else was finished - has prevented women from reaching their literary potential for centuries.

The loneliness of writing is that you baffle your friends and change the lives of strangers.