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

Coeur qui soupire n'a pas ce qu'il desire. The heart that sighs does not have what it desires.

It's the closest I've come to touching immortality, by reading the words of dead people.

He's definitely one of those men you love before you get to know.

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

In fact, a case could be made that worrying about a problem actually prevents you from resolving it, because it deceives your mind into thinking that you're doing something when really you're not.

In fiction, I searched for my favorite authors, women I have trusted to reassure me than not all teenage guys are total ditwads, that the archetype of the noble cute hero who devotes himself to the girl he loves has not gone the way of the rotary phone. That all I had to do was be myself (smart, hardworking, funny) and be patient and kind and he and I would find each other. As Bea would say, this why they call it fiction.