Every day I wake up afraid that I won't be able to write, that today is the day it has left me.

I sighed. "What is life but fleeting moments of happiness strung together on necklace of despair?

I never wear flats. My shoes are so high that sometimes when I step out of them, people look around in confusion and ask, "Where'd she go?" and I have to say, "I'm down here.

Her world had shrunk - no matter who she was with, she'd prefer to be with him. That's what happened when you fell in love - you only want to see them.

Why do we have such a finite capacity for pleasure but an infinite one for pain?

The best anyone can do is breathe in, breathe out and wait for it to pass.

Minsk! How pissed-off that sounded! It was great. You could scare the bejayzus out of someone if you said it right.