Writing a novel is a lot like reading one.
We all carry our mothers inside us.
Maybe the past is supposed to fade-and that's actually a kindness of human memory.
We are only as great as our struggles. We only become who we are in the face of them.
I guess that's the upside of not being young anymore... You know from experience that the struggle always leads, in some way, to something better.
It's so easy to think that your strengths don't matter.