It took me less than half a lifetime to realize that regret is one of the few guaranteed certainties. Sooner or later everything is touched by it, despite our naive and senseless hope that just this time we will be spared its cold hand on our heart.

There's almost always a point in a book where something happens that triggers the rest of the plot.

For an adult, eating alone at McDonald's is admitting a kind of defeat.

Dogs are here to remind us life really is a simple thing. You eat, sleep, take walks, and pee when you must. That's about all there is. They are quick to forgive trespasses and assume strangers will be kind.

Although our emotions sometimes behave like spoiled, selfish children, unfortunately we cannot send them to their room or tell them to stop screaming.

People are always waiting to be discovered.

Ive never seen myself as a fantasy writer-ever.