Bad is not an absolute, but a relative term. Ask the robber who used the cash he stole to feed his infant; the rapist who was sexually abused as a child; the kidnapper who truly believed he was saving a life. And just because you break the law doesn't mean you have intentionally crossed the line into evil. Sometimes the line creeps up on you, and before you know it, you're standing on the other side.

Maybe if God gives you a handicap, he makes sure you've got a few extra doses of humor to take the edge off.

The saddest day in the world will be the one when she stops pretending.

If words had flavors, hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds.

When heaven breaks, who fixes it?

Many of my books come from what if questions that I can't answer, things that I'm worried about as either a woman, a wife, a mom, an American.

No one ever asks a kid for her opinion, but it seems to me that growing up means you stop hoping for the best, and start expecting the worst.