I missed him. Love, I realized, was something your spine memorized. There was nothing you could do about that.

This is what happened in love. One of you cried a lot and then both of you grew sarcastic.

A funny line can never exist on its own. It needs to be surrounded by mood and circumstances.

My new apartment might be a place where there are lots of children. They might gather on my porch to play, and when I step out for groceries, they will ask me, "Hi, do you have any kids?" and then, "Why not, don't you like kids?" "I like kids," I will explain. "I like kids very much." And when I almost run over them with my car, in my driveway, I will feel many different things.

I've come to realize that life, while being everything, is also strangely not much. Except when the light shines on it a different way and then you realize it's a lot after all!

Usually she ordered a cup of coffee and a cup of tea, as well as a brownie, propping up her sadness with chocolate and caffeine so that it became an anxiety.

An author's life is different, complex, and ongoing, while a character's remains frozen in one little story.