I never listen to music when I write.

I came to think that maybe God was what you believed in because you needed to feel you weren’t alone. Maybe God was simply that part of yourself that was always there and always strong, even when you were not.

I like, though, that people have a hunger to connect with other people. They're desperate to know that you're not lying to them or misleading them.

The truth is humbling, terrifying, and often exhilarating. It blows the doors off the hinges and fills the world with fresh air.

The past doesn't haunt us, we haunt the past.

[Christmas] holidays are a heavy, heavy time. We make light of them with our red and green and our stockings and candy canes, but people think heavy thoughts over the holidays because that's when you're thinking about family. Are we close? Or are we not as close as other people?

I don't believe in the concept of a soul mate. Because we are all unique, but we're also simply too similar.