I would figure out, later, how to explain to my boss that, for me, Delia will never be a story, but a happy ending.
I learned a long time ago with you that folks who were trying to be kind would rather do it with a macaroni-and-cheese bake than any personal involvement. You hand off a serving dish and you've done y...
I know what it's like when the things you believe make you feel like you're on the outside looking in.
I kept hoping, silently, that you would want to save her like you hadn't been able to save yourself.
How do you know she’s the one for you?...and did you ever notice how, when she’s nervous,she sings? Off-key?You like that?Well, that's the thing. I think her flaws make me love her even more. She’s no...
How do you do it?Do what?All of it. You know. Go to class and practice. Make it through the day. Act like ... like none if it mattered.Jason swore beneath his breath and pulled the car over. Then he r...
Houses are cellular walls; they keep our problems from bleeding into everyone else's.
History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.
Corinne is one of those people for whom life is just the space between crises.
Bad is not an absolute, but a relative term. Ask the robber who used the cash he stole to feed his infant; the rapist who was sexually abused as a child; the kidnapper who truly believed he was saving...
Babies don't come with instruction booklets. You'd learn the same way we all do -- you'd read up on dinosaurs, you'd Google backhoes and skidders. And you don't need a penis to go buy a baseball glove...
Although you hadn't asked why, it had less to do with you not noticing than with you not wanting to hear the answer.
All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here.
A sacrament--like marriage--means living a life better than your natural instincts, so that you're modeling God. And God never gives up.
A mathematical formula for happiness:Reality divided by Expectations.There were two ways to be happy:improve your reality or lower your expectations.
A child who suffers from PTSD has made unsuccessful attempts to get help, and as the victimization continues, he stops asking for it. He withdraws socially, because he’s never quite sure when interact...
I feel I'm able to get rid of any demons lurking in my psyche through my writing, which leaves me free to create all of this and to enjoy our family life, stepping away from all the fictional traumas...
When someone dies, it feels like the hole in your gum when a tooth falls out. You can chew, you can eat, youhave plenty of other teeth, but your tongue keeps going back to that empty place, where all...
You might not write well every day, but you can always edit a bad page. You can't edit a blank page.
if you were quiet and blended into the background, you were less likely to make waves