Even though I don't write about things that come from my life because I'm lucky, and I live in a great place with great kids and, you know, a great husband, I think you can find threads of me in the characters, so that's really what being a writer is, probably.

Imagine if you were the positive pole of a magnet, and you were told that under no circumstances were you allowed to touch that negative pole that was sucking you in like a black hole. Or if you crawled out of the desert and found a woman standing with a pitcher of ice water, but she held it out of your reach. Imagine jumping off a building, and then being told not to fall. That's what it feels like to want a drink.

Extraordinary things are always hiding in places people never think to look.

When heaven breaks, who fixes it?

How many times would I throw this away before I realized it was what I had been looking for all along?

Eventually, I told myself not to expect anything from him, and as a result it has gotten easier for me to take what comes.

Sometimes to get what you want the most, you have to do what you want the least.