There are a million talented writers who are unpublished only because they stop writing when it gets hard.

She released her grievances like handfuls of birdseed: They are there, and they are gone.

I don't understand the point of being together if you're not the happiest.

People say children from broken homes have it hard, but the children of charmed marriages have their own particular challenges.

It was that summer, too, that I began the cutting, and was almost as devoted to it as my newfound loveliness. I adored tending to myself, wiping a shallow red pool of my blood away with a damp washcloth to magically reveal, just above my naval: queasy. Applying alcohol with dabs of a cottonball, wispy shreds sticking to the bloody lines of: perky. I had a dirty streak my senior year, which I later rectified.

There’s something disturbing about recalling a warm memory and feeling utterly cold.

I've always believed clear-eyed sobriety was for the harder hearted.