I loved ghost stories, creaky staircases, stormy nights. If it guaranteed nightmares I read it by flashlight, after midnight.

When you're on book tours, you definitely need chocolate. At all times.

Mothers hold close, fathers let go. Maybe that’s the way of the world.

My secret vice is Sudoku puzzles. Can't stop playing them. My parents are accountants. I blame them entirely.

Who do you love? It's a question anyone should be able to answer. A question that defines a life, creates a future, guides most minutes of one's days. Simple, elegant encompassing. Who do you love?

If you choose to do something, do it with your utmost. And remember, expect nothing and life will be velvet.

Once, I was my mother's daughter. Now I am my daughter's mother.