I don't consider my work a job. I consider it a career. And you don't quit a career.

Maybe mistakes are what make our fate... without them what would shape our lives? Maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn't fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, things change, so do cities, people come into your life and they go. But it's comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart... and if you're very lucky, a plane ride away

I'm certainly not going to put my life on hold for him.

New York is a city where people are ambitious. They want things.

For me, having it all is being paid to write novels.

Maybe all men are a drug. Sometimes they bring you down and sometimes, like now, they get you so high.

I've always thought there are two ways of getting what you wanted in life.Forcing people to give it to you,or making them want to give it to you.