I don't know how women stop being friends with other women.

Time comes to us softly, slowly. It sits beside us for a while. Then, long before we are ready, it moves on.

I think people need to remember that a book isn't done after a few rewrites and a publisher isn't going to buy an 'undone' book so the hard part is making it a book that at least ten other people want to pay for to read.

Sometimes it seems as though not a moment has moved, but then you look up and you're already old or you already have a household of kids or you look down and see your feet are miles and miles away from the rest of you—and you realize you've grown up.

I think I'd rather have my heart broke than do the breaking. —Lena

When you think of how a child experiences a series of events, it feels, for so long, like she's looking at everything from behind this glass and it's obscured.

What you say is what matters.