Twenty years after we had left so fierce and proud, we were all right back where we had started, yoked to each other and the same old drama.

I did not begin with craft, I began with strong feelings and worked toward craft.

Why write stories? To join the conversation.

Piece by piece, my mother is being stolen from me.

Religion teaches us to fight against our natural instincts but it thrives on them

You must write as if each word is a precious drop of blood, or a tear to be saved in a glass phial.

If the abstract rights of man will bear discussion and explanation, those of women, by a parity of reasoning, will not shrink from the same test.

It was with the advent of the Laudie London era that I realized the whole teenage epic was tottering to doom.

No one's noticed. So much is destroyed, we can't be bothered.

I'm clearer now in what I want to say, and I know better how to say just that.

Those who reproach injustice do so because they are afraid not of doing it but of suffering it.

I hate to play the I-live-in-the-country card, but it really takes all of the 'pack the kids into the car and run from here to there' out of the equation.

Earth being so good, would heaven seem best?

Never think that God's delays are God's denials. True prayer always receives what it asks, or something better.