She went around with a broken heart, and she wasn't sure who'd broken it. She thought it was herself, mostly.

Tibby cried into her soup when it finally came. "I'm scared... ," she told it. The carrots and peas made no reply, but she felt better for having told them.

Everything good requires sacrifices.

Life isn't just fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all. -William Goldman

She glared at him, feeling the old frustration. Sometimes in his presence she felt the deepest connection to him, and other times she felt completely alone-as though any bond to him was her own bitter imagination.

I don't have the life of a famous person. But I do feel like I've been able to connect with a lot of people.

Gestating characters feels something like the mental equivalent of gestating a baby. In both cases, to create them you lose yourself. Or at least you reshape yourself to encompass them.