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Sometimes he felt like he'd been gone his whole life — in exile, away from the place he was supposed to be, and that, soldier-like, he was pinning to be returned. Homesick for a place he'd never been.

I just couldn't do it to her, though, so I made a bargain with myself: if I still feel this bad on February 1, I will kill myself. And it was just as bad on February 1, but again I made the bargain: if it's this bad May 1, I'll do it. And so on. I'm still here.

What an indulgence it would be, to just blow off my head, all my mean spirits disappearing with a gun blast, like blowing a seedy dandelion apart.

That's what I did, though — I had angry, defensive conversations in my head, got mad at things that hadn't even happened yet.

It was surprising that you could spend hours in the middle of the night pretending things were OK, and know in thirty seconds of daylight that that simply wasn't so.

Лёжа в постели, я предавалась любимому занятию - размышляла, как покончу с собой.Вот такое приятное дневное времяпровождение. Дуло пистолета в рот, громкий хлопок....

The Muehlers were good people with no imagination, with personalities so tied to the land, even their skin seemed to take on the ridges and furrows of Kansas.

You gotta believe in something, right? Everyone has their thing.

Don`t be discouraged - every relationship you have is a failure, until you find the right one.

Так хотелось, чтобы книжка давала доход. Как ребенку — всей душой. То самое чувство, когда кажется: если чего-то очень сильно захотеть, непременно это получишь. Не можешь не получить.

Один его вид напомнил мне и хорошем, и не очень хорошем в той моей жизни. Я вспоминала что-то обычное и привычное, у меня появлялось ощущение дома. Того дома, в котором все были живы.