I'm not that interested in female superheroes.

I would much rather be the obnoxious feminist girl than be complicit in my own dehumanization.

I'm not going to sit around and be peace and love with somebody's boot on my neck.

Feminism is something you do. It's a verb. It's what you are. It's an activity; it's something you're actively engaged in.

Art revolves around creating something that isn't there.

So many women have experienced horrific forms of male violence throughout their lives, and why isn't there a song about how you get depressed because of it?

Think of something that you can do as opposed to all the things you can't do - and do that.

It takes falling down a bunch of times before you start running.

Sexism and racism and homophobia and classism are so naturalized. All these stereotypes make people think it's just normal that straight white men are getting all the breaks.

I feel so lucky that I met the love of my life. You know somebody's in it to win it when...you're having a seizure and they're holding you.

Jason Mraz, and the new James Blunt song is the worst thing that has ever been created on the face of the earth.

That is how we writers all started: by reading. We heard the voice of a book speaking to us.

I know that life is a doorway to eternity, and yet my heart so often gets lost in petty anxieties. It forgets the great way home that lies before it.

He held up his hand, and in it was... Oh, God. The neon-pink vibrator, glowing in the dark now. It was following her, stalking her, all the way down the yellow brick road to hell.

No one has a problem with the first mile of a journey. Even an infant could do fine for a while. But it isn't the start that matters. It's the finish line.

I'm big on tomato mozzarella salad. That's my favorite all-time food.

Psychological horror is more interesting to me than the explicitly physical.

I do really believe that beauty comes from within, mostly how you feel about yourself and how you express love of yourself, but also in the form of nutrition.

You have a wound too, Papa." Hanna took Brigan's left hand, which was wrapped in a bandage, and inspected it. "Did you throw the first punch?

I've learned enough things the hard way to know we humans can make a difference.

You are God. You are not the ego. You are God!