Wherever you walk, I go with you. Selah.

Making plans is a game. Life chooses for you.

I tell writers to keep reading, reading, reading. Read widely and deeply. And I tell them not to give up even after getting rejection letters. And only write what you love.

One of his tears fell in my mouth, where it became a blue sapphire, source of strength, source of strength and eternal hope.

I wanted to cry, but I realized that I was too old for that. I would be a woman soon and I would have to learn how to live with a divided heart.

Mountains are where heaven meets earth.

I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.