I think there are a lot of books about thin, attractive people having thin, attractive people's problems. I'm better set up to tell a different story.

Divorce isn't such a tragedy. A tragedy's staying in an unhappy marriage, teaching your children the wrong things about love. Nobody ever died of divorce.

I've learned that some broken things stay broken, and I've learned that you can get through bad times and keep looking for better ones, as long as you have people who love you.

Sometimes the worst thing that happens to you, the thing you think you can't survive...it's the thing that makes you better than you used to be.

You should be concerned about the state of your soul, not the state of your bank account.

He loved me. He loved me, but he doesn't love me anymore, and it's not the end of the world.

Everyone has sorrow. Everyone has obligations. Everyone keeps going. You lean on the people who love you. You do the best you can, and you keep going.

People will want you to behave a certain way, to make a certain choice because it reinforces the way they see the world...But you have to do what's right for you.

My feeling about my own work is, I could be writing 'The Aeneid' and they would still have to call it chick lit or mommy lit or menopausal old hag lit.

Head's all empty, I don't care,' he'd sing to me, quoting the Grateful Dead, and I'd force a smile, thinking that my head was never empty and that if it ever was, you could be darn sure I'd care.

Read everything. Read fiction and non-fiction, read hot best sellers and the classics you never got around to in college.

I am learning to appreciate the gift of the moment.

New Mexico is an environment where we are open for business.

Football changed my life and it gave me a platform to get out my aggression and it gave me a sense of value.

It is a feature of human nature to give what we most wish to receive.

After all, if you had the complete decision process, you could run it as an AI, and I'd be coding it up right now.

Oh, call my brother back to me!I cannot play alone:The summer comes with flower and bee,-Where is my brother gone?

In my dreams it happens, when I wake up I just hope for an even better and stronger UN.

Every time you respond in a certain fashion, it gets easier and easier to respond.

We will fight in every valley, in every street, in every oasis, and every town. We won't surrender again; we are not women; we will keep fighting.

Human beings - they go on being born and dying, dying and being born. It's kind of boring, isn't it?