You can't hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.

It's certainly my honor to be able to, hopefully, change the world a tiny bit, one mind at a time.

Is Fate getting what you deserve, or deserving what you get?

Kids think with their brains cracked wide open; becoming an adult, I've decided, is only a slow sewing shut.

Motherhood is a Sisyphean task. You finish sewing one seam shut, and another rips open. I have come to believe that this life I'm wearing will never really fit.

How do you tell someone that you weren't the person he thought you were? And more importantly, how did you tell him that you'd meant the things you'd said, when everything else about you turned out to be a lie.

That's what happens to dreams, life gets in the way.