Because of her singing they all went away feeling moved, feeling comforted, feeling, perhaps, the slightest tremors of faith.

People gave me such a bad time about wanting a baby. I didn't want a baby, and I still don't. I wanted a dog.

When you get divorced and remarried, nobody gets discarded. Everybody is still there. Even if their storyline is not directly yours.

My writing process has changed because it's harder to find uninterrupted time.

I don't believe in fate, as in, which I - as a Catholic, I think, sort of predestination. But I certainly believe in chance.

I know that there are people out there who believe we should get rid of all guns.

But we cannot unbraid the story of another person’s life and take out all the parts that don’t suit our purposes and put forth only the ones that do.