After all, the girl actually had faith in something, which was more than most people had in these dark times. It was wrong to destroy it.

To survive one tragedy was to learn you cannot survive them all, and this knowledge was both a freedom and a great loss.

One's child is always one's child no matter what age they might be. You worry when your child makes a noise, when he doesn't. It's a terrible kind of love. Terrible.

A story is a wondrous invention.