I am prone to despair. We are all born with a particular personality. I get afraid and then I don't want to leave the house.

I've kind of realized life is meant to be tough and everybody is in psychic and spiritual discomfort of some sort and has a burden to carry. I've realized I'm not special.

Not only was he not mad, but he was a musician, and my favorite men had always been musicians or writers or anything that involved the creative process and behaving like tortured artists. ... I found financial insecurity a great aphrodisiac.

Waiting to be 'better' is the wrong approach. It's learning to live with it.

You know what it's like. Sometimes, you meet a wonderful person, but it's only for a brief instant. Maybe on vacation or on a train or maybe even in a bus line. And they touch your life for a moment, but in a special way. And instead of mourning because they can't be with you for longer, or because you don't get the chance to know them better, isn't it better to be glad that you met them at all?

I'm proud of what I write and feel endorsed by my readers.

I knew it, I just knew it! The person who had the job of writing my life's dialogue used to work on a very low budget soap opera.