If people don't like you, or they think you're strange, then that's their problem.

I wouldn't go that far. But I know my way around the kitchen. I make dinner every night.

Writing the last page of the first draft is the most enjoyable moment in writing. It's one of the most enjoyable moments in life, period.

You were the best friend I ever had, Allie. I'd still like to be friends, even if you are engaged, and even if it is just for a couple of days.

Is it possible, I wonder, for a man to truly change? Or do character and habit form the immovable boundaries of our lives?

Oh yeah? What did you have last night?" "Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle." "And the night before?" "Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle." She giggled. "What was the last hot meal you cooked?" He pretended to rack his brains. "Uh...beans and franks. On Monday.

It's the possibility that keeps me going, not the guarantee.