I think happy thoughts and feel happy things and I do not let myself near the swirling black edges of the hole that is my soul when I look at them.

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.

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

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.

The truth is, natural organisms have managed to do everything we want to do without guzzling fossil fuels, polluting the planet or mortgaging the future.

A country song is a song about life.

Don't you realize," Merlin said to his pupil, "that the history of the universe has brought us here to this second?

There is no satisfaction in hanging a man who does not object to it.

At any given moment, there is a sort of all pervading orthodoxy, a general tacit agreement not to discuss large and uncomfortable facts.

I thought I might write mysteries for the rest of my life.

Youth, what man's age is like to be, doth show; We may our ends by our beginnings know.

Nothing ought to be told, I think that does not interest or kindle one's own mind in looking back; it is the only condition on which one can hope to interest or kindle other minds.

The whole surf culture is starting to embrace women a lot more.

If things were half as bad as some people persist in believing, I'd have retired with a bottle of Scotch and a pistol a long time ago.