Just because something is unspoken doesn't mean that it disappears.

People want to ignore what they can't understand. They're looking for logic at any cost.

Weapons are kept from women, but such a naming suggests that perhaps men fear our talents in war as well as our desire for peace.

I wasn't good company, that was true, and people avoided me, but that was all right. I was too busy dreaming.

I wrote to find beauty and purpose, to know that love is possible and lasting and real.... Once I got to my desk, once I started writing, I still believed anything was possible.

Fairytales were maps formed of blood and hair and bones; they were the knots of the sub-conscious unwound. Every word in every tale was real and as true as apples and stones. They all led to the story inside the story.

I wrote to find beauty and purpose, to know that love is possible and lasting and real, to see day lilies and swimming pools, loyalty and devotion, even though my eyes were closed, and all that surrounded me was a darkened room. I wrote because that was who I was at the core, and if I was too damaged to walk around the block, I was lucky all the same. Once I got to my desk, once I started writing, I still believed anything was possible.