Your telephone! Your friend Travis is in it!

Since I’ve written many of my books from a less-than-sympathetic viewpoint, I think that being able to see things from all sides is a useful talent.

I wish to go with you, not as man and wife, but merely as friends, travel companions, the sort of happy-go-lucky chums about whom rollicking old ballads of the road are written.

Sometimes, I stay up all night reading book after book, for I have no family to object, and when I wake in the morning, slumped over a table or fallen off a chair, back aching, cold because no one thought to cover me with a blanket or tell me to come to bed, I feel very fortunate.” Silence.

Any experience that isn’t fun is probably something I will at least use in my writing someday.

Love is Never Ugly.

I took a punch at one of the rosebushes. It got its revenge by stabbing me in the hand.

But sometimes it is just impossible to obey blindly. Sometimes a child must strike out on her own. A child cannot be a child forever.

Is it enough to be a princess, when being a princess means nothing?

Good to know: Doctors can’t cure you of being a beast.