They say it's good to let your grudges go, but I don't know, I'm quite fond of my grudge. I tend it like a little pet.

Falling in love was easy.anyone could fall. It was holding on that was tricky

Those we love don't go away, they sit beside us every day.

All conflict can be traced back to someone's feelings getting hurt, don't you think?

You’ve been here before. It won’t kill you. It feels like you can’t breathe, but you actually are breathing. It feels like you’ll never stop crying, but you actually will.

But maybe every life looked wonderful if all you saw was the photo albums.

None of us ever know all the possible courses our lives could have and maybe should have taken. It's probably just as well. Some secrets are meant to stay secret forever. Just ask Pandora.

All these years there had been a Tupperware container of bad language in her head, and now she opened it and all those crisp, crunchy words were fresh and lovely, ready to be used.

Some secrets are meant to stay secret forever.

Just because a marriage ended didn't mean that it hadn't been happy at times.

Perhaps nothing was ever “meant to be.” There was just life, and right now, and doing your best. Being a bit “bendy.

She became certain that there was something in the dark behind her: something very old and very slow. Her heart beat so hard and so loudly she was scared it would burst out of her chest.

A boss in essence is every woman willing to try, push, succeed, fail but ultimately do the work in her lifescape to make her mark on the world the way she wants to draw it.

Thank God for sleep! And when you cannot sleep still thank Him that you live to lie awake.

I'm the first one in line to go watch "Spider-Man," but there's definitely something in me that makes me want to go to a movie and see something that makes me feel good about life.

When my kids become wild and unruly, I use a nice, safe playpen. When they're finished, I climb out.

Popeyes and Taco Bell. I try to be healthy, but they're just so good.

What was I supposed to say?.....did I tell them the Master had the hots for me, so I'd probably be okay? -Anita

Worry is an addiction that interferes with compassion.

Because I'm little, I think the audience likes me.

I fear looking back and wishing I had done things I hadn't.