If my public existence does anything worthwhile, hopefully it at least demystifies the author a bit, because I know when I was younger I felt like authors were like wizards or something. Turns out they're total muggles.

The preciousness of the moment, which should make it easier to talk, makes it harder.

We can't love our neighbors till we know how crooked their hearts are.

I'm so proud of you that it makes me proud of me. I hope you know that.

Mental health days only exist for people who have the luxury of saying 'I don't want to deal with things today' and then can take the whole day off, while the rest of us are stuck fighting the fights we always fight, with no one really caring one way or another, unless...

If I ever end up being the kind of person who has one kid and seven bedrooms. Do me a favor and shoot me.

Right. I'd forgotten about her.' He shook his head. 'That keeps happening.