My mother helped me to get past that. She was always there for me, until she dies. I remember she told me once, about big hearts and small hearts, and that not everyone could be blessed with a big one that had room to care for a lot of people. She promised me that mine was big, and that I was the lucky one for it.

Who said love was reasonable?

What is a friend if not someone you feel close to, someone you like being with, someone you can confide in and share pleasure with. -Jeremy Malory-

Do for yourself, for no one else will.

She was the kind of gal that if she set her sights on a man, he'd be running in the opposite direction real quick.

Writing was my first occupation, begun at age 23.

Villains are meant to be hated.