Life's not black-and-white. Sometimes the ends justifies the means.

His loyalty, so fierce and unwavering, makes my eyes water and heart ache.

Inevitably I draw on my own relationships when I write, so if I'm writing about a fight between a husband and his wife, of course I'm going to think about a recent fight with my husband. Or if I'm writing about sisters, of course I'm going to think about my sister.

It's like when someone dies, the initial stages of grief seem to be the worst. But in some ways, it's sadder as time goes by and you consider how much they've missed in your life. In the world.

Where we belong is often where we least expect to find ourselves—a place that we may have willed ourselves to forget, but that the heart remembers forever.

Life's not black-and-white. Sometimes the ends justifies the means.

A son is a son 'til he gets a wife, but a daughter is a daughter all her life.