A mathematical formula for happiness:Reality divided by Expectations.There were two ways to be happy:improve your reality or lower your expectations.
Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.
As it turned out, hell wasn't watching the people you love get hurt; it was coming in during the second act, when it was already too late to stop it from happening.
I think the reason these readers come back to me is because I represent their points of view. It may not be my point of view, but that's OK. Everyone still deserves to have their say.
On a shelf above my computer are five letters that spell out W-R-I-T-E. Just in case I forget why I'm there. I also have 'Wonder Woman' paraphernalia from when I wrote five issues of the comic, and pictures of my husband and kids.
When you're stuck, and sure you've written absolutely garbage, force yourself to finish and then decide to fix or scrap it - or you will never know if you can.
I write about all the horrible things that can happen to kids as a way of keeping those things from happening to mine. Write the books, spit three times over your shoulder and you're safe.
Researching 'Lone Wolf,' I was amazed at how thoughtful and intelligent these animals are. There has never been a documented attack against a human by a wolf that wasn't provoked by the human.
true love is felonious" You take someone's breath away" You rob them of the ability to utter a single word" You steal a heart.
Religion isn't in your DNA. you don't believe just because your parents believe.
One person's trauma is another's loss of innocence.
I love meeting my readers - so the more I can talk to at one event the better!
I know what love is. When you find the person you are supposed to love, bells ring and fireworks go off in your head and you can't find the words to speak and you think about him all the time. When you find the person you are supposed to love, you will know by staring deeply into their eyes.
I think that's probably the most devastating thing - when someone who is larger than life winds up a shadow of themselves in a hospital bed.
Sometimes when you pick up your child you can feel the map of your own bones beneath your hands, or smell the scent of your skin in the nape of his neck. This is the most extraordinary thing about motherhood - finding a piece of yourself separate and apart that all the same you could not live without.
How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?
When you finally start to write something, do not let yourself stop...even when you are convinced it's the worst garbage ever. This is the biggest caveat for beginning writers. Instead, force yourself to finish what you began, and THEN go back and edit it.
Write a living will. And become an organ donor!
Forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, 'You're not important enough to have a stranglehold on me.' It's saying, 'You don't get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future.
You can tell yourself that you would be willing to lose everything you have in order to get something you want. But it's a catch-22: all of those things you're willing to lose are what make you recognizable. Lose them, and you've lost yourself.
Like a missing tooth, sometimes an absence is more noticeable than a presence.
I think my writing has become "cleaner."
Life can change in an instant; don't be so worried about the future that you forget to celebrate what you have right now.
You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.
That's the paradox of loss: How can something that's gone weigh us down so much?
Have a conversation with your family about your end-of-life wishes while you are healthy. No one wants to have that discussion... but if you do, you'll be giving your loved ones a tremendous gift, since they won't have to guess what your wishes would have been, and it takes the onus of responsibility off of them.
Someone once told me that when you give birth to a daughter, you've just met the person whose hand you'll be holding the day you die.
I always wondered why God was supposed to be a father," she whispers. Fathers always want you to measure up to something. Mothers are the ones who love you unconditionally, don't you think?
She's not classically beautiful, but somehow that only makes her more interesting.
There are millions of people in the world, and the spirits will see that most of them you never have to meet. But there are one or two you are tied to, and the spirits will cross you back and forth, threading so many knots until they catch and you finally get it right.
The act of reading is a partnership. The author builds a house, but the reader makes it a home.
I haven't run out of ideas yet. Usually while I'm working on a book, I'm doing research for the next one!
When you are attracted to people, it's because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.
maybe there is more to a person than a body and a mind. maybe something else figures into the mix- not a soul, exactly, but a spirit that hints you might one day be greater, stronger than you are now. a promise; a potential.
I believe that having something to hope for - even if it's just a better tomorrow- is the most powerful drug on this planet.
I think that different things sell in different countries.
Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude. It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
A photo says, you were happy, and I wanted to catch that. A photo says, you were so important to me that I put down everything else to come watch.
I wonder if the conversations you've never had with someone count, if you've been over them a thousand times in your mind.
In Poland, for a while, my books all had cartoons on the cover. I trust my publishers in each country to know what works in their individual markets.