I suppose at some point, we all have to decide which memories - real or otherwise - to hold on to, and which ones to let go.

When you write things down, they sometimes take you places you hadn't planned.

What very mysterious things days were. Sometimes they fly by, and other times they seem to last forever, yet they are all exactly twenty-four hours. There's quite a lot we don't know about them.

But oh my dear, I am tired of being Alice in Wonderland. Does it sound ungrateful? It is. Only I do get tired.

I see things beyond what other people see. I am always looking for hidden corners and closets of a life that I feel aren't explored either by the person who lived it or the people writing about it.

There is always so much talk about the sins of the fathers but it is the sins of the mothers that are the most difficult to avoid repeating.

Why, then, did I always feel as if his happiness was my responsibility? It wasn't fair for him to burden me with that. It had never been fair.

Why were there so many barriers between us, always? Barriers of clothing, of etiquette, of time and age and reason.

Unlike men, women got less sentimental as we aged, I was discovering.

Never would I allow my size to define me. Instead I would define it.

I like to imagine the "what ifs" of history.

You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.

Failures are experiences that help you learn

I wondered if Grover could still read my emotions, mixed up as they were.

Life's pretty funny when you're objectively on the outside looking at it.

I've gone for each type: the rough guy; the nerdy, sweet, lovable guy; and the slick guy. I don't really have a type. Men in general are a good thing.

A friendship built on business can be glorious, while a business built on friendship can be murder.

Everything in our foreign and domestic policy is a question of issue for the American people to vote on.

There are only two hard things in photography; which way to point the camera and when to release the shutter.

I realize now that I have made some mistakes. I am willing to accept the consequences of those actions.

I have nothing but contempt for anyone who can spell a word in only one way.