I've found in my own life that if my writing isn't going well, not much else will. It is the one constant, the key to everything else.

If you try anything, if you try to lose weight, or to improve yourself, or to love, or to make the world a better place, you have already achieved something wonderful, before you even begin. Forget failure. If things don't work out the way you want, hold your head up high and be proud. And try again. And again. And again!

It was like when you ripped a piece of paper into two: no matter how you tried, the seams never fit exactly right again.

It was so easy to disown what you couldn't recognize, to keep yourself apart from things that were foreign and unsettling. The only person you can be sure to control, always, is yourself. Which is a lot to be sure of, but at the same time, not enough.

…It’s not just where you go, but how you choose to get there.

She said writting novels was like childbirth: if you truly remembered how awful it got, you'd never do it again.

I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.