It occurred to her suddenly, sharply, that she wanted to be in love... She wanted not to feel so damned alone in the world.

It isn’t about being at the same school or the same town or even the same room. It’s about being together. Love is a choice you make.

There are always times in life that you don't fit in. But you have to go forward and make a place for yourself. That's what growing up is all about. Being strong and believing in yourself-even when you're most afraid.

A romance novel focuses exclusively on two people falling in love. It can't be about a woman caring for her aging mother or something like that. It can have that element, but it has to be primarily about the male-female relationship.

Their friendship was more important than any relationship. Guys would come and go; girlfriends were forever.

Nobody's strong enough to be a parent. We just do it, blindly, going forward on faith and love and hope. That's all it is...Being afraid...and going on.

but sometimes one person can hold you up in life, keep you standing, and without that hand to hold, you can find yourself free-falling no matter how strong you used to be, no matter how hard you try to remain steady.