Sometimes there is no way to hold your life together. Sometimes things just have to fall apart.

I believe women are too hard on themselves. I believe that when you love someone, she becomes beautiful to you. I believe the eyes see everything through the heart. Nothing in the world feels as good as resting them on someone you love.

All my main characters are people I'd love to sit around having coffee with. They are people who will tell you honestly about the things that scare them and worry them and trouble them. Because those moments of connection between women-when they really decide to be honest with each other about their lives-are some of the best things in life.

What matters most is how you respond to your heartbreaks and your disappointments and your fears. What matters most is who you become in response to them.

You don't have to be perfect to be awesome.

That's what just hit me: How you really can't have everything. You have to give up the old to get the new. You can't be the child and the mom at the same time. You can't be your young self and your old self at the same time. You can't know what you know now and feel the way you did then. You can't, you can't, you can't.

Sometimes there is no way to hold your life together. Sometimes things just have to fall apart.