Love stories are probably all Ive ever been able to write or want to write.

If you want your prayers answered, get up off your knees and do something about them.

All the dead bolts, pulled shades and hidden knives in the world couldn't protect you from the truth.

But I think this: that whatever prices I've paid, whatever sorrows I shoulder, well, I have blessings, too. Not just my family now, but the others-the ones who have died...They're with me still. They're here...

I am a plodder, I make an appointment with my computer everyday and I have no idea where I am going.

Love comes in far more shapes and sizes than what the family-values crowd condones, of course.

I try to stick with what moves me or teaches me about myself, same thing I hope the novels do for others.