I could feel the warmth of his presence as if a soft blanket had been wrapped around my soul, around my heart. It held me and protected me. It sheltered me and I knew I wasn't alone anymore.

You don't take away my choices. You are my choice.

What is real and what is not is for your heart to decide and for your heart to know.

Falling for him would be like cliff diving. It would be either the most exhilarating thing that ever happened to me or the stupidest mistake I'd ever make.

Regrets are only felt by those who do not understand life's purpose.

If anyone can overcome a fear for the ocean, you can, little lady. Courage is being scared to death and saddlin' up anyway.

Oregon welcomed me like a beloved child, enfolded me in her cool arms, shushed my turbulent thoughts, and promised peace through her whispering pines.

Bad things sometimes happen to good people; the key to happiness is try to make the best of, and be thankful for the hand we're dealt

Tarzan-like men are my weakness, apparently.

(...)normalcy is an illusion. Each person is utterly unique. A standard of normalcy is something that most people of the world simply will never access.

We throw away what we could have been and waste our opportunities. We each have a purpose, a destiny, and to realize it, we must reach beyond what we think we are capable of.

You can only write what you know if you've lived, otherwise, you'll just be writing words.

As a young girl, I was very proud at overcoming a reading handicap whilst other girls of my age read abundantly.

My friends and I started making films when I was still in kindergarten.

What makes me angry? The education of children. How in God's name can you expect to have a functioning society the way we teach our kids?

If something about the human body disgusts you, the fault lies with the manufacturer.

Few fathers care much for their sons, or at least, most of them care more for their money. Of those who really love their sons, few know how to do it.

And apologies, once postponed, become harder and harder to make, and finally impossible.

The basic story remains simple and never-ending. Stocks aren't lottery tickets. There's a company attached to every share.

The owner of Mojo's was a suicide blonde, dyed by her own hand.

I drive with my knees. Otherwise, how can I put on my lipstick and talk on my phone?