Obviously this is engagement ring city. Couples are wandering along and girls are pointing through the windows and the men are smiling but all look slightly sick whenever their girlfriends turn away.

Some things are best left a blur. Births and Visa Bills.

When I shop, the world gets better, and the world is better, but then it's not, and I need to do it again. (Confessions of a Shopaholic-the movie)

I chose to publish the first 'Shopaholic' book under a pseudonym because I wanted it to be judged on its own merits.

There's no luck in business. There's only drive, determination, and more drive.

Life is like an escalator. You see, it carries you on regardless. And you might as well enjoy the view and seize every opportunity while you're passing. Otherwise, it'll be too late.

I had a craving for pineapple and a pink cardigan" - Becky Bloomwood Shopaholic and Baby

Our eyes met in the math class. How were we to know that trigonometry would lead to matrimony?

This is what happens. You tell your friends your most personal secrets, and they use them against you.

I love new clothes. If everyone could just wear new clothes everyday, I reckon depression wouldn’t exist anymore.

Wow. I've never been a VIP before. I've never even been a IP.

Let’s live to believe leaving all lies behind

Compassion is not a virtue -- it is a commitment. It's not something we have or don't have -- it's something we choose to practice.

Never base motivation or fear, entirely.

And I certainly intend to direct someday.

Learning is a friend on the journey; a wife in the house; medicine in sickness; and religious merit is the only friend after death.

I have no right to think for myself. I have no right to think at all.

Be willing and unafraid to write badly, because often the bad stuff...forms a base on which to build something better.

God grant to all of us the power and strength to be people of integrity, and the insight and wisdom to avoid being led into the snares of the dishonest.

I sometimes suspect that half our difficulties are imaginary and that if we kept quiet about them they would disappear.

All the hatin just fuels to my fire.