“French is the language that turns dirt into romance.”

Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don’t.

Life is a wheel, and if you wait long enough, it always comes back around to where it started.

Only enemies speak the truth; friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.

In polite society, we call our obsessions hobbies.

A life without love is like a tree without fruit.

A library is a place where you can live a thousand lives. So why are you waiting when you could be living? Visit your library today.

The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them.

If you don’t have time to read, you don’t have the time to write. Simple as that.

Sooner or later even the fastest runners have to stand and fight.

A little talent is a good thing to have if you want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every scar.

Sometimes being a bitch is all a woman’s got to hold on to.

Her body was wrapped in shadows like moth wings, like rose-petals.

The past is obdurate.

To write is human, to edit is divine.

No one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves.

Hurt’s a reason to change, but all the hurt in the world don’t change facts.

The Devil is like a strainer that separates the mud from the gold.

To truly taste the sweetness of the fruit, you must love the dirt it grows from.

I didn’t mean to hit the umpire with the dirt, but I did mean to hit that bastard in the stands.

Turning pain into poetry turns rainy days into rainbows and raw dirt into meadows.

It takes a great deal of courage to emerge from the dirt and the hurt and grow and bloom into petals of kindness and love.

I remind myself that I am capable of growing flowers from rain and building mountains from dirt.

Have I been buried alive by chronic pain? I can taste the dirt as they put me in the earth, thick on my lips like the honey that drips down my lips.

Do dirt, get dirt. So I treat people with the same respect that I want.