When I was younger, I was in love with everything about the British Isles, from British folklore to Celtic music. That was always where my passions were as a young girl, and so I studied folklore as a college student in England and Ireland.

Our lives are our mythic journeys, and our happy endings are still to be won.

What I find interesting about folklore is the dialogue it gives us with storytellers from centuries past.

Fairy tales were not my escape from reality as a child; rather, they were my reality -- for mine was a world in which good and evil were not abstract concepts, and like fairy-tale heroines, no magic would save me unless I had the wit and heart and courage to use it widely.

There's that old adage about how there's only seven plots in the world and Shakespeare's done them all before.

Happiness is a talent like any other. It's another art form. Some people are good at it, some people aren't.

Once upon a time, they say, there was a girl...there was a boy...there was a person who was in trouble. And this is what she did...and what he did...and how they learned to survive it. This is what they did...and why one failed...and why another triumphed in the end. And I know that it's true, because I danced at their wedding and drank their very best wine.