I was just a flat line until he came along. And maybe now I'm hurting. But isn't that what love is supposed to do? Make you feel, make you brave, make you look at yourself more carefully?

I think it's hard for you to fall in love because you like control, and you can't control what another person does or feels, so you keep all your cards.

Overbearing mothers usually give way to one of two things in their children: rebellion or passivity. In your case, the latter.

Humans seek connection above all else, and we are willing to destroy things to attain it.

You shouldn't have to convince anyone to choose you. There is no real choice in love.

That's the most pathetic part of being a human, the emotions you don't ask for or want, they just rush you anyway.

We think we can control our lives, but our lives control us. And everything that touches our lives controls us. People have less power than they think they do. It's just the reactions we control.

We are at that age that balances between independence and conferring with your friends about every miniscule decision you make. I've never liked that part of adolescence.

Don't make someone burn, and then try to douse the flames with the things you should have done. Those regrets are gasoline not water.

It's my contention that each book creates its own structure and its own length. I've written three or four slim books. It may be that the next novel is a big one, but I don't know.

Silence leads us back to our purpose, and it ignites creativity and vision.

Silence is sometimes an argument of Consent

Remember, nobody changes the world on their own.

If we get into the mind-set where the good becomes the enemy of the best, we will get nothing.

It is the music in our conscience, the dance in our spirit, to which Puritan litanies, moral sermons, and goody goodness won’t chime.

I'd much rather be known as some curvy Kate than as some skinny stick.

The more we dwell on what we don't want, the more we get it.

I'm associated with gospel music in the minds of millions of people.

Their families cordially detested one another.