Tutoring a four year old to get into an exclusive preschool made as much sense as hiring a swim coach for a guppy.

I think you're the only person who gets me. When I'm with you, the world doesn't feel like a problem I can't figure out. Please come to the dance, because you're my music.

Would you give up your vengeance against someone you hate if it meant saving someone you love? Would you want your dreams to come true if it meant granting your enemy's dying wish?

I wonder if other mothers feel a tug at their insides, watching their children grow up into the people they themselves wanted so badly to be.

When I think about writers who use fiction as social commentary and to raise social awareness but who are also very popular, I think of Dickens.

I think once you sign on to be a mother, that's the only shift they offer.

When someone loves you up one side and down the other like that, you make every effort to stick around.