It's going to happen whether you like it or not, ” he said quietly.The top of the book dropped to display Susan's wrinkled gaze. “What's that?”“Change, ” Rich said. “It's inevitable.

It was Red Rock Canyon. One of the most beautiful places in Waterton... in the Rockies, for that matter. And it was there, waiting for him to find it. As long as he was willing to look for it.

Sometimes, ” she whispered, her lips brushing his cheek, “you need to be lost in order to be found.

It made sense, Amanda decided. People thrived on the misfortunes of others: her mother was the perfect example of that. Can't see a car accident, she thought, for wanting to climb inside and join in.

It was like a mask had been pulled away from his face, uncovering a monster hidden beneath his friendly façade.

Trapped on a school bus for an hour each morning and each evening, she devoured book after book. She explored a hundred worlds, indifferent to her peers and the passing of the universe.

He couldn't be more than forty-five, but Murray Miles was stooped, old before his time. The mountains of Alberta had the ability to bend those who lived here.That, or it broke them.

Thursday afternoon, the dark clouds closed in, and by Friday morning a heavy rain was falling. The mountain peaks were hazy sentinels, disappearing into misty fog that clung to the valley.

God is not interested in helping you finding out why you are in a mess, He is interested in fixing it.

No school without spectacular eccentrics and crazy hearts is worth attending.

I also don't turn into a bat or sparkle in the sun. Hollywood's portrayal of vampires is almost as accurate as its portrayal of prostitution in Pretty Woman.

What’s interesting about you is you.

Those who are content have enough; those that complain, have too much.

We are accustomed to say, that the mass of men are unprepared; but improvement is slow, because the few are not materially wiser or better than the many.

Influencers are dreamers. They are leaders with a vision.

I always wanted to sing, as a child.

Nature has, herself, I fear, imprinted in man a kind of instinct to inhumanity.

There is no greater tyranny than that of the dead over the living.