The power of women united, I am again reminded, is an invincible thing.

The imagination is a wonderful thing; it allows for all manner of undiscoverable sins.

Sometimes if you wait too long, it's too late.

Love doesn't go anywhere when you die, you know. The person passes on, the body withers, but love, it survives.

We may not get what we want, when we want. But with a bit of perseverance and a lot of patience, we can get what we need.

I focused on the passing houses filled with couples who’d somehow survived this teenage craziness of ‘he likes her but she likes him and he likes somebody else, you just can’t win.’ How did they do it? How did they end up in their golden, warm and cozy living rooms with their 2.3 children and dogs and cats? Because getting from where I was to where they were seemed millions of light years away.

That's what dessert means to me: a dollop of sweet love in an otherwise cold world.