If love were endless, if it were on tap, it wouldn't hit us the way it does. And we certainly wouldn't write about it.

Depression is like a bruise that never goes away. A bruise in your mind. You just got to be careful not to touch it where it hurts. It's always there, though.

The worst thing about religion was religious people.

Paris was a museum displaying exactly itself.

That's the way I will write characters, put a fair amount of myself in them, and then everyone else who was like that person, I will pick and choose.

She understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no control over it or, indeed, anything else.

A girl's not a watermelon you plug a hole in to see if it's sweet.