I would have done anything to feel real again.

I just think some women aren't made to be mothers. And some women aren't made to be daughters.

Ah, well, being conflicted means you can live a shallow life without copping to be a shallow person.

Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it.

How do you keep safe when your whole day is as wide and empty as the sky?

Sometimes I think illness sits inside every woman, waiting for the right moment to bloom. I have known so many sick women all my life. Women with chronic pain, with ever-gestating diseases. Women with conditions. Men, sure, they have bone snaps, they have backaches, they have a surgery or two, yank out a tonsil, insert a shiny plastic hip. Women get consumed.

I like the discipline of writing a script. You can't go into the character's head - you have to find these creative ways to help externalize what they're thinking.