She really does like him, she likes lying next to him, she wants to be around him; when you get down to it, can you say that about many people?

Personally, I have never wished I were a male novelist.

Well, I think that if you sincerely try to imagine what life is like for another person - not in a mocking way, not in a satirical way, but in a sincere, compassionate way - I don't think that's exploitive.

The best part of being a writer for me is immersing myself in a fictional world, which is the opposite of being on social media. At the same time, if no one ever read my work, if I was writing solely for myself, I bet it would be lonely and a lot less fun.

I actually liked the disolation of winter; it was the season when it was okay to be unhappy. If I were to ever kill myself, I thought it would be in the summer.

There are people we treat wrong and later, we're prepared to treat other people right.

I wanted my life to start - but in those rare moments when it seemed like something might actually change, panic shot through me.