Getting into a new relationship is like pouring Miracle-Gro on your character defects.

If we stay where we are, where we're stuck, where we're comfortable and safe, we die there... When nothing new can get in, that's death.

A writer paradoxically seeks the truth and tells lies every step of the way. It's a lie if you make something up. But you make it up in the name of truth, and then you give your heart to expressing it clearly.

I don't think you have time to waste not writing because you are afraid you won't be good at it.

You get your intuition back when you make space for it, when you stop the chattering of the rational mind.

I've known for years that resentments don't hurt the person we resent, but they do hurt us.

She felt as if the mosaic she had been assembling out of life's little shards got dumped to the ground, and there was no way to put it back together.