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

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.

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

Write about the emotions you fear the most.

Eating was hard. Breathing was hard. Living was hardest.

To be wronged is nothing unless you continue to remember it.

The very essence of architecture consists of a variety and development reminiscent of natural organic life. This is the only true style in architecture.

The way to see by faith is to shut the eye of reason: The Morning Daylight appears plainer when you put out your Candle.

To realise our dreams we must decide to wake up.

If you're a kid who was not especially a star in your high school, I recommend going to a college in the middle of nowhere. I got all the attention I could ever have wanted.

The truth is always multiplex.

I apply the same amount of dedication to being a mom as I do to my music...

The unexpected connections we make might not last, yet stay with us forever

In the construction of a country, it is not the practical workers but the idealists and planners that are difficult to find.

It's class warfare, my class is winning, but they shouldn't be.