She offered herself to the big, bad wolf and didn't scream when he took the first bite.

You’re not dead, but you’re not alive, either. You’re a wintergirl.

I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don’t want to die.

Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care... -Wintergirls

We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.

There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.

So, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.

They yell at me because I can't see what they see. Nobody can explain to me why my eyes work different than theirs.

In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.

Write about the emotions you fear the most.

I worry there is something broken in our generation, there are too many sad eyes on happy faces.

Memories? Pheh. Those just get in the way of living.

Oh get over it Cecilia! You are no longer human. Such decorum doesn’t exist amongst our kind

When I let go of my own work, my own priorities, I lost the qualities he had been attracted to in the first place. That's how he put it. He loved the woman I was before I was in love with him.

A person that only looks to benefit from other people, usually ends up alone.

The only thing you have 100 percent control over is you.

The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.

The business world worships mediocrity. Officially we revere free enterprise, initiative and individuality. Unofficially we fear it.

There should be a Transatlantic renaissance between the US and Europe based on shared prosperity, security, and values.

I guess a man's best friend is his mother.