You can't have an up without a down, a right without a left, a back without a front - or a happy without a sad.

The ugliest truth, in the end, was still better than the prettiest of lies.

Tragedy is a hell of a teacher. It's much too strict, but it's a hell of a teacher.

I always think the insecurity is going to go away, but it's always there. Only bad writers think they're good.

..."better to have loved and lost" bullshit. Don't show me paradise and then burn it down.

Life may not always fall into neat chapters, and you may not always get the satisfying ending you're looking for, but sometimes a good explanation is all the rewrite you need.

I'm a little bit of a control freak.