“I have candles going, and small objects that remind me of what I am working on, or bring me into the world of the character.”

The writer has to choose the right words to express his sentences, and then, once he has sealed the envelope, he has to place those thoughts in the hands of someone else,

I love actors and I love to create an environment where they feel safe to connect and thrive and try things.

Some artists never see their work in front of an audience.

Women move through the world never knowing their power.

With full knowledge that the person you married has agreed.

We girls, on the other hand, aim really high. We take a leap.

I cannot unravel the difference between love in my family and the preparation of food because they are so closely woven.

And I knew that the roots of imagery were the senses – and that if my readers could feel.

I love rhinestones, faux jewelry.

The most precious research to me came from the paperwork filed on behalf of my grandparents and great-grandfather.

Food was celebration, conversation, and nourishment.

One person is all it takes to give a kid confidence.

I am in total silence when I write.

You can’t know if you’ll be here tomorrow or a year from now.

I look at my roommates who are so proud of me that it makes me proud.

And so, when I was a young writer I always worked hard on imagery.

In my dressing room, you’ll definitely find some Starbursts and Skittles. I have a lot of candles that remind me of home, and a humidifier for my voice. I also have some digital Kodak albums where I have pictures of my friends and family.

It’s time to blow out the candles on the pity party cake.

Follow your pain as if it were a candle in the night, leading you to a place of decision.

I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.

All my life has been a struggle to know, what to hold on and what to let go, but still, i end up sitting in the corner of the room with a flickering candle, whimpering, naked, shuddering, lost.

You blew me off to have your wish. But what other purpose do candles serve?

All I know to do is to light the candle that has been given to me.

A candle cannot burn without fire as people cannot live without a religion.