I'm a novelist, I'm not an activist. I'm not a non-fiction writer, I'm not a journalist. I'm not a foodie, I'm not even really an animal person, or an environmentalist. I did the best I could with this, but it's not who I am.

Only someone who'd never been an animal would put up a sign saying not to feed them.

...and when is enough proof enough?

It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can't people say what they mean at the time?

Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does.

The more exposure people have to the realities of factory farming, the more we will see people rejecting it. It's already happening.

I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.