We have been naive enough to believe that we were invincible; that we could run blind through the hairpin turns of life at treacherous speeds and never crash.

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.

You saved me," I said. Nathaniel put his hands on either side of my face. "I had to," he said. "So you could save me back.

We could all be lucky. We could all be what we want to be, instead of who someone else told us to be.

I wonder if, as you get older, you stop missing people so fiercely. Maybe growing up is just focusing on what you've got, instead of what you don't.

Writing is grunt work - you need to have self-motivation, perseverance, and faith... talent is the smallest part of it.

Loneliness is a mirror, and recognizes itself.