Clara," he says, my name sounding different somehow when it passes through his lips. "I'll miss you.

So often we only do what we think is expected of us, when we are capable of so much more.

There's nothing more inspiring than the complexity and beauty of the human heart.

So I'm in love. That crazy, forget to eat, float around in a daze, talk on the phone all night and bounce out of bed every morning hoping to see him kind of love.

We think of happiness as something we can take. But usually it comes from being content with what we have, and accepting ourselves.

I think the birds in the area are dying laughing watching me try not to crash.

Time passes. That's the rule. No matter what happens, no matter how much it might feel like everything in your life has been frozen around one particular moment, time marches on.

Writers have superpowers.

Haven't you guessed by now? I say, my heart hammering. My home is you.

I feel like Cinderella sitting in the middle of the road with a pumpkin and a couple of mice, while Prince Charming charges off to rescue some other chick.

Have you ever been to a place you're supposed to love, but all you can think about is home?

When you strive to possess, there is always a reward waiting for you both in heaven and on earth.

To strive to seek to find and not to yield.

Only brand names register in the mind... What you should generally do is take a regular word and use it out of context to connote the primary attribute of your brand.

There's such a fine line between defeat and losing.

Still, something about writing made me spend large hours of my free time at my desk.

I stopped using Twitter for a while just because I got sick of it and I started using it again, but I don't check the "mentions."

That it's possible to do positive things and I think that's how we're going to set an example to be respected as women in the world.

The president of the United States, the most famous person in the world, maybe in the whole galaxy - in a long time - he had to spend like a billion dollars to set the record straight.

I'm quite satisfied on one thing: If we had not carried out our struggle, Cambodia would have become another Kampuchea Krom in 1975.