I know my football. And I adore football players. The crashing noise of a tackle, the huddle grunting, and the roar of the crowd are music to my ears.

I love the smell of freshly cut grass. It takes me back to summers in Maine.

Apparently, despite my awareness of its pejorative connotation, procrastinating is something I fall victim to quite frequently. I'm not proud of it; I'm just being honest.

I normally work out six days a week. I'll do Pilates on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, and I'll do cardio on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

How come foreign accents are so sexy? If I say, 'I'm going to the store,' it sounds boring, benign and rudimentary. But if it's said with an accent, it sounds fundamentally cool.

I thought that I'd have a briefcase-and-power-suit career.

Why do I always choose the shopping cart with the squeaky wheel? Is it my bad luck, or are all the carts dysfunctional?

Um... Bulgaria is an interesting country. The people are lovely. There are potholes the size of small planets.

I simply do not think that yelling, swearing, threatening or belittling will get you to the place you want to be faster than kindness, understanding, patience and a little willingness to compromise.

I laugh at what I used to think was cool when I was growing up. In all seriousness, I thought having braces was cool.

I love stretching in the morning. It's the first thing I do when I wake up because getting a good back-crack is so extremely satiating. I feel taller when I finally stand.

.. she believed a great happiness awaited her somewhere, and for this reason she remained calm as the days flew by.

In your emotions: exercise Joy over sadness.

How would your life be different if instead of spending your energy and focus on hating those who hate you, you spent your energy and focus on loving those who love you?

Sometimes I get so wrought up being brushed, poked and pinned all day.

Feminism is teaching. I've gotten a lot of pleasure pushing younger writers that I've met and worked with.

Where is fancy bred, in the heart or in the head?

Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day.

I don't decide to represent anything except myself. But that self is full of collective memory.

I tend not to work with a specific person in mind. Art is a matter of statistics. It's not about individuals. It's about people.

Quantum mechanics makes absolutely no sense.