I was starting to see that what looks like garbage from one angle might be art from another. Maybe it did take a crisis to get to know yourself; maybe you needed to get whacked hard by life before you understood what you wanted out of it.
I wonder if the conversations you’ve never had with someone count, if you’ve been over them a thousand times in your mind.
Hope and reality lie in inverse proportions.
The scariest thing in the world is thinking someone you love is going to die.
I’d much rather pretend I’m somewhere else, and any time I open the pages of a book, that happens.
Believe me, being gay is not a choice. No one would choose to make life harder than it has to be.
The act of reading is a partnership. The author builds a house, but the reader makes it a home.
An apology with a defense built in isn’t much of an apology.
The weapons an author has at her disposal are flawed. There are words that feel shapeless and overused. Love, for example. I could write the word love a thousand times and it would mean a thousand different things to different readers.
It does’nt matter who forgives you, if you’re the one who can’t forget.
She’s not classically beautiful, but somehow that only makes her more interesting.
If you’ve lived through it, you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it, and if you didn’t – you will never understand.
Sometimes, all it takes to become human again is someone who can see you that way, no matter how you present on the surface.
That’s why we read fiction, isn’t it? To remind us that whatever we suffer, we’re not the only ones?
Reason number 106 why dogs are smarter than humans: once you leave the litter, you server contact with your mothers.
When I was little I bragged about my firefighting father: my father would go to heaven, because if he went to hell he would put out all the fires.
The music we listen to may not define who we are. But it’s a damn good start.
Everyone has a book inside of them – but it doesn’t do any good until you pry it out.
Some women are meant to change the world while others are meant to hold it together.
I don’t believe in writer’s block. Think about it – when you were blocked in college and had to write a paper, didn’t it always manage to fix itself the night before the paper was due? Writer’s block is having too much time on your hands.