I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.

All writers are vain, selfish, and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives lies a mystery.

All our knowledge has its origins in our perceptions.

It takes both sunshine and rain to make a rainbow.

You are important enough to ask and you are blessed enough to receive back.

When one door of happiness closes, another opens.