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

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.

When you get everything you wanted, I think maybe you do have to be a little grateful for the people who got you there... whether or not they thought they were doing you any favors at the time.

Ability is what you're capable of doing. Motivation determines what you do. Attitude determines how well you do it.

... life wasn't full of problems, it was rich with decisions.

It is strange the way that someone who wants to find you guilty can start to make you believe in your own guilt, even when you know you are innocent. I was afraid I would condemn myself my mistake.

For there below ground sits the Dark God, strong to call men to judgment; he sees all, and writes it in his memory.

Flattery is like wine, which exhilarates a man for a moment, but usually ends by going to his head and making him act foolishly.

The nature of the place...whether high or low, moist or dry, whether sloping north or south, or bearing tall trees or low shrubs...generally gives hint as to its inhabitants.

In proceeding to the dining-room, the gentleman gives one arm to the lady he escorts--it is unusual to offer both.

But most significant in this tidal wave of happiness was the surest fact of all: I was with Edward. Forever - Bella Cullen

A man should be what he seems.

I'm drowning in whiskey river.