If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.

Isabelle had always simply reacted in her life. Someone left her behind; she followed. Someone told her she couldn't do something; she did it. Every barrier she turned into a gate.

I just want to keep you safe.I smile. Americans can be so naive.

It is nearly impossible.''Nearly impossible and impossible are not the same thing.

Vietnam...war...it did something to us. Or maybe not. Maybe the bad seeds were always in me, and war gave them a dark place in which to grow.

She knew now that no one could be neutral - not anymore - and as afraid as she was of risking Sophie's life, she was suddenly more afraid of letting her daughter grow up in a world where good people did nothing to stop evil, where a good woman could turn her back on a friend in need.

She had tried to be loved by him; more important, she had tried to keep loving him, but in the end, one was impossible as the other.

The landscape of a woman’s soul could change as quickly as a world at war.