I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, men who made you love them then changed their minds.

A womans mistakes are different from a girls

The pearls weren't really white, they were a warm oyster beige, with little knots in between so if they broke, you only lost one. I wished my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart.

Depression, suffering and anger are all part of being human.

I use my fiction to explore my own unconscious issues. I usually don't even know what's going on with me until I'm writing. That doesn't mean my books are autobiographical.

I've been depressed many times in my life. But under it all I'm an optimist.

A cliché is like a coin that has been handled too much. Once language has been overly handled, it no longer leaves a clear imprint.