Before and after... I heard a thousand times that a boy, or a man, can't make you happy, that you have to be happy on your own before you can be happy with another person. All I can say is, I wish it were true.

The better you learn to take care of yourself, the less you settle for being around people who can't or won't treat you as well as you're accustomed.

Well, I think in my first two novels, both the characters are pretty neurotic, which I would say that I am.

I'm SO trying to give up meat.

And I am pretty sure that's the point of reading fiction -- so someone else can say in a way you never would have something you recognize immediately.

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

I feel like if you read something, and it makes you so curious about a topic that you then go read something else, that's exciting.