My phone is on my bed, whispering in my ear like a bottle of scotch to a recovering alcoholic, while the rain continues cackling at me through my window.

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.

I wondered if that was what I was doing myself – caring so much about something that was so long gone that I was only propping it up.

I find it shocking that anybody can be brought down in D.C. for gossip, ostensibly. I thought that was the coin of the realm there. That's like getting hit with lightning on a cloudless day.

The newspapers loved pinup pictures of pretty young swimmers, and as a national champion, I got more than my share of space in the sports pages.

... it's always determined characters who make the greatest fools.

I'm ready for some rock 'n' roll action.

You cannot be known Better than I know you.

Stefan Sagmeister says that nobody innovates past forty-five, but I think he's wrong. I want to keep doing it.

One of the things about living in the shadow of a suicide is that everyone involved is going to have some guilt, is going to wonder, 'What could I have done? What could I have said?'

Did Alexander Graham Bell do any market research before he invented the telephone?

Elected presidents are for countries.