I move between San Francisco and Paris... I have a wonderful beach house in California.

It's difficult to talk to people... I walk into a room and I'm Danielle Steel, and whatever I say is going to be taken apart.

By sharing an experience, or creating an experience that we all go through where the character survives - though not easily, I always say that it's victory at a price - does give people hope.

I wish I were brave, although I try. I work too hard and don't play enough. Too much work ethic, not enough 'fun'.

When you can bring yourself to write about it one day, you will find it all less painful. It is a catharsis of sorts, but the process can be brutal. Don’t do it until you’re ready.

You could never predict what would happen. There was an element of destiny in everything that one could never account for.

She didn't want to let go of him, or the baby, but sometimes life made you give up what you loved most.