Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart.

Could it be that simple? Tell one story to one generation and repeat it until it was accepted as fact?

I curled closer to May, comforted by her warmth.

You’ve changed me forever. And I’ll never forget you.

It was almost comforting, this mutual acceptance of our secrets.

Well, the one thing I've thought about is having dad give me away. You know when he takes your hand and he puts it in the hand of the person you marry? That's the only part I've ever wanted.

...I want it to be as easy as breathing for you to say yes.

The Angeles air was quiet, and for a while I laid still, listening to the sound of Maxon breathing.

The look in Marlee's eyes was triumphant, and the smile hiding behind her cup of tea said, 'Gotcha'!

When we died, no one would know, and that fraction of a moment that was so important to who we were would be gone.

But if it was always a point of speculation, where one person insisted it was a certain way and another denied it, how would anyone ever hold on to the truth?

It seems to me that smart people seem to know things and wise people know how to use what they know. Smart is a big help to a man

By the very nature of satire or parody, you have to love and respect your target and respect it enough to understand every aspect of it, so you can more effectively make fun of it.

I've been dyslexic and had Attention Deficit Disorder at some time in my life. I still read with a highlighter, but I've always loved to read.

Happiness is when you see your husband's old girlfriend and she's fatter than you.

Ideally, you would live in an area that is not necessarily in the middle of the country, out in the woods, because you can isolate yourself there and get stuck in your own thoughts.

If I had to think of what I would do different in my whole career, it's that I never would have picked up a beer, bottle of vodka. That definitely changed my life. That is an Achilles' heel for me.

Don't 'discover' a subject of any kind.

Brute animals have the vowel sounds; man only can utter consonants.

Power from on high . . . It is God inserting into you divine activity with mightiness.