I'm tired of being responsible for other people's misery. I can't even put up with my own.

Plus, once he did the requisite double-take and recognized me, he’d probably beat the crap out of any guy who looked at me in all my Snow White meets Frederick’s of Hollywood glory.

I will never forget what you did to me. I will never forgive it. I will never stop mourning what you stole from me. But I realize now I can't steal it back and I'm done spending every day trying to.

It doesn't matter if you do everything right, if you dress the right way and act the right way and follow all the rules, because evil will find you anyway. Evil's resourceful that way.

But you can only go so long being angry before you learn to hate.

I didn't belong in this world anymore. It's not that I wanted to be dead, I just felt like I should be.

I think I’ll stay in pieces. I can shift them, rearrange, depending on the day, depending on what I need to be. I can change on a whim and be so many different girls and none of them has to be me.

My jealousy is a living thing. Shifting, changing, growing. Like my rage and my mother's regret.

I'd watch her, amazed at just how much a person could accomplish fueled by tea and regret.

Maybe I don't need to save her forever. Maybe I can just save her right now, in this moment, and if I can do that, maybe it will save me and maybe that can be enough.

Every normal family is one tragedy away from complete implosion.

Why settle for a lesser vision? When you are destiny for greatness!

When you change showrunners, it's like getting divorced and getting remarried.

Everywhere I travel throughout Eastern Washington, I hear from people demanding we do a better job of controlling our borders and reducing illegal immigration.

In real life, I'm such a dorky, happy person. I express myself in three ways: I talk a lot, I write songs and I get tattoos.

As we patiently follow the Savior, He will bless us beyond our own capacity to become what He wants us to be.

The dust of exploded beliefs may make a fine sunset.

All life is a movement in relationship. There is no living thing on earth which is not related to something or other.

So are you going to be my knight in shining armor or what?' Kent does a little bow. 'You know I can't resist a damsel in distress.

I never talk to tabloids.

But meditate now on steadfastness and clarity, and let those be the wings that lift and soar through the celestial spheres.