She has learned to love. To fear. To hate. And then to love again. Through it all, she writes.” ~Once Upon A Time There Was A Girl

He loves me, he loves me not. How many flowers must I kill before he loves me?” ~He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

Haunted by demons of the past, hounded by demons not yet met, the nevermore and evermore left her little peace.” ~A Tale of Two Women

The house burned in the fire. Her house. Her prison of lies and of denial. Her American dream turned nightmare.”~Unbreakable Heart

Without death, life would have no boundaries and our days would not be so precious. My mother was a firm believer in the common sense of nature.

Humor is a tool to ease the harsh realities of life.

Disappointment was never a thing you looked for, but it had a wonderful way of clearing the mind.

I exercise, walk a lot, and break into the occasional trot. I also lift weights three days a week, and I like to read about what makes a good diet. Overall, I do follow a healthy lifestyle.

Female friendship... I think you have friendships that come and go, and then there are ones that the girl becomes a part of your bones.

Much suspected by me, Nothing proved can be

Being famous is uncomfortable because I grew up very simply. Everything revolved around friends, family, church and sports.

Applaud my friends, the comedy is over... [on his death bed]

I have a resolution that I introduced in February. I think there's enough there that we know about the Kremlin and about Putin to be concerned about whether or not there was collusion.

Translation is entirely mysterious. Increasingly I have felt that the art of writing is itself translating, or more like translating than it is like anything else