I can never understand why people who have not seen me for a while ask if I am still writing. They might as well ask me if I am still breathing.

You don't have to be part of a couple to be happy, you know.

When you’ve found the right one - when you see him, when you’re with him - you’ll feel like you’re coming home.

Why is life so complicated....?' I asked. 'To keep us from being bored,' he said.

If it doesn't sweat, jiggle, or pant, it's not alive.

Since no one really knows what or who God is, or whether God is at all, why can't God be hope?

We all have our own battles to fight, and sometimes we have to go it alone. I'm stronger than you think, you'd be surprised.