And she thought what a clean, simple life she would have led if it weren't for love.
There is no sound more peaceful than rain on the roof, if you're safe asleep in someone else's house.
I save the best of myself for novels, and I believe it shows
I was standing in the schoolyard waiting for a child when another mother came up to me. Have you found work yet? she asked. Or are you still just writing?
It is not how much you love someone, but who you are when you are with him.
I'm beginning to think that maybe it's not just how much you love someone. Maybe what matters is who you are when you're with them.