We hate most in others what we dislike in ourselves.

What do you do when you know you are breaking someone's heart, but to do anything else would break your own?

When sex is necessary for the plot of a book, or a character development, then I don't shy away from it. Why should I?

But if anything will turn me off, it's a very practiced approach, as if the man has done it a thousand times before, to a lot of different women. Which always seems to imply that I am no different from all the rest. Not flattering.

It is a very natural human trait to destroy that which frightens us.

That was the true terror of love, that you could love with your whole heart, your whole soul, and lose both

...you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all.