As A Writer, You Live In Such

Don't Talk To Me. I'm Tired And Grumpy And I'll Probably Make Fun Of You.

You Hold On To Old Experiences: Injuries, Injustices, And Great Love Affairs, Too. And You Hold Them In Your Joints And Your Organs, And Wear Them On Your Skin.

For The First Time She Saw That The Nurse's Name Was Tabitha.

I Sometimes Think The Stronger You Feel About Someone, The Harder It Is To Picture Their Face When You Are Away From Them.

Sometimes You Need To Make A Mess. -loretta, The Rollinses' Hosekeeper