I should let people in. If they leave, they leave. If I break, I break. It happens to everyone. Right?

He was the only person in the world she was tongue-tied around, and yet the only person she really wanted to talk to.

But one thing she [Rachel] did believe in was love. She believed that you could smell it, that you could taste it, that it could change the entire course of your life.

My writing process is very organic. I start with an idea. I have the general story arc and the cast. But then I sit down to write, and things change.

If a man has so much heat he burns your skin when he touches you, he's the devil. Run away

People fall in love all the time. And it's not always with the right people. And it's not always reciprocated.

When Josey woke up and saw the feathery frost on her windowpane, she smiled. Finally, it was cold enough to wear long coats and tights. It was cold enough for scarves and shirts worn in layers, like camouflage. It was cold enough for her lucky red cardigan, which she swore had a power of its own. She loved this time of year. Summer was tedious with the light dresses she pretended to be comfortable in while secretly sure she looked like a loaf of white bread wearing a belt. The cold was such a relief.