It’s your mind you have to train, like your mom said that one time, you have to separate yourself from all the crap, get down to the core, focus.

Sometimes it had taken her hours or days to recover from a particularly emotional book, but there’d always been another to take her mind off the anguish.

Everything changes. That’s the only constant.

Never ever, ever, ever, trust a writer. As a whole, they’re a no-good bunch.

Everything changes, I think. That is the only constant. We all grow up.

I’ve seen the future all my life,′ she says. ‘It tends to work as a paradox, in my experience. You find out something is going to happen, and then you do it because you know that’s what happens. It’s a chicken-or-the-egg scenario.

Jane’s face could have taught those torches to burn bright. Last night, she was the sun, and all of the flowers in all of the counties turned toward her for warmth.

I just think, we don’t get promised anything good in this life. Bad things happen all the time. They’re happening right now, somewhere out there. They’ll keep happening. Who knows? Maybe this moment, right here, is as good as I’m every going to be.

She would imagine a different life. She would seek it.

Everyone started sniffling at that point. Everyone, that is, except me. I never did the crying thing. It would have ruined my makeup.