My mother had a very difficult childhood, having seen her own mother kill herself. So she didnt always know how to be the nurturing mother that we all expect we should have.

Now they seemed to be in a contest over who could irritate her more, and she sometimes had to remind herself that teenagers had souls

I was punched breathless by the strongest emotions I have ever felt and they are now stored in my intuition as a writer.

For woman is yin, the darkness within, where untempered passions lie. And man is yang, bright truth lighting our minds.

In America nobody says you have to keep the circumstances somebody else gives you.

You remember only what you want to remember. You know only what your heart allows you to know.

Too many good things all seem the same after a while.