If you only write when inspired, you may be a fairly decent poet, but you'll never be a novelist.

I was a book-y child. I was much more book-y than dark.

Life is a rock, but the radio rolled me over.

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

Walk any path in Destiny's garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once but many times.

Yes. Growing up is highly overrated. Just be an author.

There are stories that are true, in which each individual's tale is unique and tragic, and the worst of the tragedy is that we have heard it before, and we cannot allow ourselves to feel it to deeply. We build a shell around it like an oyster dealing with a painful particle of grit, coating it with smooth pearl layers in order to cope. This is how we walk and talk and function, day in, day out, immune to others' pain and loss. If it were to touch us it would cripple us or make saints of us; but, for the most part, it does not touch us. We cannot allow it to.