I'm such a fangirl when it comes to other writers. I read 250 books a year, and I'm always talking up books by other authors.

I believe that I have such a vanilla life.

I still believe in the Holy Trinity, except now it's Target, Trader Joe's, and IKEA.

I'm the person who says every single thing she thinks, sometimes to others' amusement, and almost always to my detriment.

No matter how happy anyone is with their choices, I believe it's human nature to wonder about the path not taken.

As a reader, I notice political views regardless of whether or not the book is fiction. What annoys me is when said views do nothing to advance the narrative.

In real life, I tend to yell at people a lot. Not because I'm bossy or mean, but because I'm frustrated.

I don't mean to get all religious here, but I'm pretty sure key lime martinis (with a graham cracker & sugar rim) are proof that Jesus loves us.

Fortunately, all it takes for us to be of one mind is some buttercream frosting.

For the record? I have never been her baby. In fact, I reject the notion of coming out of her body. I prefer to believe I was hatched, or perhaps purchased.

Ambien might have mentally just tossed my salad. WITH CROUTONS.

One could only learn from the past and move on through the present to make a better future.

Someone responding to intuition, to chance and fortune, often can't explain himself well.

Our culture has become so obsessed with celebrity that it’s easy to confuse fame with success. They are not the same thing.

If one way be better than another, that you may be sure is nature's way.

It only takes a second for an impression to become a vision.

God knows we’re all drawn to what’s beautiful and broken.

Let those only return to their homes who are called by the imperative duties which they owe to their families, and those who by their glorious wounds have deserved the credit of their country.

You've got balls inviting me here.

Only those ideas that are least truly ours can be adequately expressed in words.

Well, I always had this desire to celebrate and somehow be a part of things that I thought were really great.