I write about the trials and triumphs of contemporary life - and often the readers see themselves between the lines of the story.

Love happens when people forgive.

Friends don't get jealous of each other or begrudge the other for finding success. They celebrate every victory together.

Perfect love drives out fear

The next time that boy pursues you, he better do it like a dying man looking for water in a desert. When it's the right guy, you'll know, because he'll cherish you.

God stays awake all the time. In case we need to talk to Him about something.

You don't have love without sacrifice; you can't have sacrifice without love.

Christmas is a time to mark our progress through this earthly journey. Because of Christmas, this we know: Christ was born for us. He is love, and the plans he has for us always surpass our own.

God grows fragrant flowers of hope in the ashes of loss.

Life is too short for half-hearted connections and meaningless run-throughs.

I can spend 10 to 15 minutes with someone, and they can tell me what they're going through. I may never have gone through that, but I get it on a really deep level.

Oh death, you can wait; keep your distance.

I have more respect for the devil than for some preachers I have met; the devil believes the Bible is the Word of God!

I hope at some point in my career when my name is mentioned, someone will say "Oh yeah he has a good song!" I'd be happy with that.

I work grief and sadness out of my body when I dance, and I bring in joy and rhythm.

I grew up definitely a feminist, but I didn't call myself a feminist until I took my first women's studies class in college.

I do ask myself sometimes, what am I doing writing about animals that talk like we do? But I guess it's okay if it brings across a point.

I turned a lot of people off over the past few years, but I know I can still turn out good music and turn everything all around, i've lost some of my best qualities. For that, I am sorry.

Hamlet and Victor Frankenstein are each obsessed with death. Hamlet's whole story is a philosophical preparation for death; Victor's is an intellectual refusal to accept it.

I hate to break this to you: One of these days I'm going to die. I expect that when I croak I'll no longer be using Twitter, unless I can do it from the grave.

It's [the word “sorry”] the most infuriating word in the English language. Just a cheap way to behave badly then shelve responsibility by putting the onus on the other person to be forgiving.