Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up.

We must not inflict life on children who will be resented; we must not inflict unwanted children on society.

I'm all over the place, up and down, scattered, withdrawing, trying to find some elusive sense of serenity." The world can't give that serenity. The world can't give us peace. We can only find it in our hearts." I hate that." I know. But the good news is that by the same token, the world can't take it away.

When I was young, I used to be so jealous of other girls that it crippled me.

When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens.

My gratitude for good writing is unbounded; I’m grateful for it the way I’m grateful for the ocean.

I'm kind of a gossip hound, but watching the media whip the small fires into giant forest fires so that they can cover the result is infuriating.