When you start writing the magic comes when the characters seem to take on a life of their own and write the words for themselves.
I feel as if when you love a book it becomes a part of you whether you have it on your shelves or not.
When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always.
I wrote to find beauty and purpose, to know that love is possible and lasting and real.... Once I got to my desk, once I started writing, I still believed anything was possible.
When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.
Perhaps it is possible to discover more in silence than in speech. Or perhaps it is only that those who are silent among us learn to listen.
Be careful what you wish for. I know that for a fact. Wishes are brutal, unforgiving things. They burn your tongue the moment they're spoken and you can never take them back.
Feel lucky for what you have when you have it. Isn't that the point? Happily ever after doesn't mean happy forever.
I always felt and still feel that fairy tales have an emotional truth that is so deep that there are few things that really rival them
Another world must surely exist somewhere one where she would be known in some deep way that was far beyond words.
She didn't like being twelve. It felt like someplace between who she'd been and who she was about to be. It felt like no place at all.
I wasn't quite as certain that I knew her soul. When it came right down to it, I wasn't sure she knew me either.
Still anyone who trusts a serpent deserves its bite. The wise see a creature for what it is, not what it says it may be.
Still anyone who trusts a serpent deserves its bite. The wise see a creature for what it is, not what it says it may be.
I'm at the point where going forward is easier than going back.
No one knows you like a person with whom you've shared a childhood. No one will ever understand you in quite the same way.
This was what it meant to be human, to know that time moved and all things changed.
You can't dispute the ridiculous. You can't argue reasonably with evil.