I’m in love with you, ” I whispered, searching her eyes. i looked very pale and very scared, and a little…hopeful.

I stood there in the shadowed doorway thinking with my tears. Yes, tears can be thoughts, why not?

I couldn't get to sleep at night without saying the Lord's Prayer because, when I was young, I felt I was touched by the hand of Jesus, and hated myself for challenging it.

My number one goal is to love, support and be there for my son.

I almost choke on my popcorn when I hear film stars, who walk on red carpets as much as the rest of us do on zebra crossings, criticising youngsters who crave fame.

Superglue after duct tape a girl's best friend.

I am such a Pacific Northwest girl.

...magic was ugly—-a hard bargain with the universe, a calculus of pain.

People at Facebook are fairly used to the press being nice to us or not nice to us.

Attachment is the root cause of all misery. Possessiveness is nourishment for the ego.