When I read, I want to be fully transported to another place. I want to feel things, smell things.

She was sitting cross-legged on her bed in her white kimono, writing in a notebook with an ink pen she dipped in a bottle. 'Never let a man stay the night,' she told me. 'Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic.' The night magic sounded lovely. Someday I would have lovers and write a poem after.

After all the fears, the warnings, after all, a woman's mistakes are different from a girl's. They are written by fire on stone. They are a trait and not an error.

I was always mortified.Didn't they know they were tying thier mothers to the ground? Weren't chains ashamed of their prisoners?

she’s not as pretty as you,” I said “But she’s a simpler girl,” my mother whispered.

Being in the library is so addictive for me that I really have to exercise self-control so I can get some writing done at home.

It was only natural to want to destroy something you could never have.