When I'm reading, wherever I am, I'm always somewhere else.

Don't ever admit you know a thing about cooking or it'll be used against you.

I now know that things I always thought I could depend on can crash in an instant. Because of the love that I have been shown, I now know what it means to be 'beloved.' I now know that no breath is to be taken for granted.

What they don't know is that I went over the edge years ago, and lived to tell the tale.

But who has time to write memoirs? I’m still living my memoirs.

Forget love. Try good manners.

There is the truth of history, and there is the truth of what a person remembers.