All children should be loved, protected, nurtured --emotionally and intellectually-- respected, and never, under any circumstances, underestimated.

Throwing things horrified me. I suffered extreme, paralyzing anxiety when it came to anything remotely athletic. I wouldn't even run to catch the school bus because I knew I'd trip and then get teased for a year.

I don't read memoirs. But if you write a memoir, I would think you'd want people to know, "O.K., look, I've taken some liberties here." It's just a matter of being open with your readers.

It's weird - sort of not terribly wise - to take a book that was successful and then change its cover.

My window fogs and this makes me feel like there is no world outside of the car.

It terrified me to consider: What if, as a grown-up, I craved another body beside me as still as this one? What then?

I hate news and information and anything that threatens to puncture the bubble of oblivion in which I live.