No one can appropriate God, goodness, the Bible or Jesus. It just seems that way.

Jealousy has always been my cross, the weakness and woundedness in me that has most often caused me to feel ugly and unlovable, like the Bad Seed.

Sometimes this human stuff is slimy and pathetic...but better to feel it and talk about it and walk through it than to spend a lifetime being silently poisoned.

When you make friends with fear, it can’t rule you.

For some of us, good books and beautiful writing are our ultimate solace, even more comforting than exquisite food.

if you want to know how God feels about money, look at whom she gives it to.

Plot springs from character... I've always sort of believed that these people inside me- these characters- know who they are and what they're about and what happens, and they need me to help get it down on paper because they don't type.