Little matters much and much doesn't matter at all.

A woman's heart and a woman's dreams are malleable and can change at any moment. It is the essence of being a woman.

What is love? Imagine a helium balloon tied down and then you cut the ropes on a windy day. That is love.

The moment he left the warm sheets and the door clicked shut, I had that feeling you get when you are lost in a strange town at night. I curled into the chair where he had watched me undress and tears wet my cheeks. Then I dried my eyes, I looked in the mirror, and I said these two words. Never again.