If you're happy inside you don't have to convince everyone else.

...When I look back on my life's greatest traumas...I see that each one has something in common. No matter how life-shattering they felt at the time, there was an end to them.

When you're right there in the crisi, you'll do anything to make yourself feel better, distract yourself from the misery, deny reality, not matter how stupid.

You can hate a person with your whole body, but love is a stubborn thing, it clings on in your heart.

But at least if you hint and are rejected, the rejection is blurable rather than blistering. Whereas if you ask outright and are refused, the humiliation is as stark as a streaker on a football.

There's a time in your life when you have to stop looking back and start looking forward because otherwise you're going to walk down the road one day and bump into a lamppost. But it's not easy.

I actually like how doctors talk. I like the sound of science. I like how words you don't understand explain things you can't understand.

She remembered who she wasand the game changed.

He [Muffat] experienced a sense of pleasure mingled with remorse, the sort of pleasure peculiar to those Catholics whom the fear of hell spurs on to commit sin.

Riding hard for glory.

There are hundreds of stories I've heard from black women from my generation, generations before me, and the next, that have never been given an opportunity to fulfill their dreams.

The misers cheese is wholesomest

When the private does well, there's revenue for the public sector.

I don't like basements, but definitely basements could be poems. Not fond of skin diseases, but again, there's a pattern. Probably anything could be a poem.

Stick to your knitting (what you're good at), don't compromise, and don't suffer fools.

I can only go one way. I've not got a reverse gear.