You can touch everything and be connected to nothing.

I think the 'New York Times' reviews overall tend to overlook popular fiction, whether you're a man, woman, white, black, purple or pink. I think there are a lot of readers who would like to see reviews that belong in the range of commercial fiction rather than making the blanket assumption that all commercial fiction is unworthy.

You know how hind-sight is 20/20? Love is when you look back and wouldn't change anything.

You need to learn to write on demand, and to get critiqued without flinching. When someone can rip your work to shreds without it feeling as though your arm has been hacked off, you're ready to send your novel off to an agent.

Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts.

I have only known her for two years. But if you took every memory, every moment, if you stretched them end to end-they'd reach forever.

There is a reason the word belonging has a synonym for want at its center; it is the human condition.