happiness aint got no Ph.D. or no certain amount of zeroes behind it!

Let me put it this way: when I read, I learned the world was not as small as my house. And that everybody in my home town was not representative of the way people in the world were raised. And that was what saved me.

Back then I confused passions and orgasms with love. It look me years to realize the two weren't synonymous.

People always have something to say about what you do and how you do it.

Sometimes I cheat and buy things I used to make from scratch and just doctor them up.

I remember the day I turned thirty. I was getting out of the shower and I stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself for a long time. I examined every inch of my body and appreciated the fact that I finally looked like a grown woman. I also assumed that this was how I was going to look for the rest of my life. The way I saw it, I was never going to age; I'd just look up one day and be old.

I like doing the readings and the autographing, but the interviewing gets a little tedious because you get asked the same questions every day and sometimes three or four times a day.