Even when we lose an arm or a leg, there's not less of us but more. Human experience weighs more than human tissue.

Before I'm a writer, I'm definitely a reader and when I read memoir, I really want it to be true.

Like cubic zirconia, I only look real. I'm an imposter. The fact is, I am not like other people.

Once I decided to write, to be published, I knew it would happen.

Real optimism is not the pep talk you give yourself. It is earned through the labor involved in emotional housekeeping.

When I ate vanilla frosting straight from the can, I could feel God standing right nest to me like a real best friend, watching, and smiling, and wishing he had a mouth.

When you say, "I need more confidence," what you're really saying is, "I need those people over there to approve of me." That is the desire to control other people and what they think. The first person who figures out how to do this owns the world.