But it's strange, when you've always been told something is true, like the moon will come back. You need proof. And while you wait, you feel the entire balance of your world just tipping. It's crazy. But when it's over, and it does come back, that's the best, because it's all you want, everything narrows to just that. It's this great rush, like for that one second everything's okay with the world again. It's amazing.

Too many locks, not enough keys.

Sometimes love can be an ugly thing.

I used to worry I was entirely uninteresting, but the truth is I think if my life was more exciting I'd never have any time to write.

It's hard to be nice when the rest of the world is so mean.

I'm just writing what I know. I've never been much of a reader of fantasy, and I think you write what you, personally, enjoy reading.

Fine...a word that you said when someone asked how you were but didn't really care to know the truth.