Anger is too pathetic. Anger is as weak as fear.

Be kind. Always if you have a choice, be kind.

No matter how rudely someone treats you, remain kind. Walking away at peace with yourself is worth it.

Oh, the lies that I have told myself and others. I knew it yet I didn't know.

I love New Orleans physically. I love the trees and the balmy air and the beautiful days. I have a beautiful house here.

But I still did not realize how mad she was, and how accustomed to dreaming; and that she would not cry out for reality, rather would feed reality to her dreams, a demon elf feeding her spinning wheel with the reeds of the world so she might make her own weblike universe.

Obviously, a writer can't know everything about what she writes. It's impossible.