Apunta a la Luna y, si fallas, al menos estarás entre las estrellas.

Hope like that, as I thought before, doesn’t make you a weak person. It’s hopelessness that makes you weak. Hope makes you stronger, because it brings with it a sense of reason. Not a reason...

Fifteen minutes later, Justin looks at his pint of blood with pride. He doesn’t want it to go to some stranger, he almost wants to bring it to the hospital himself, survey the wards and...

Decide where and when you want to write. I like space, and silence is an inspiration to me.

It’s not the job of this town to make me feel happy. It’s not this town´s fault that I don’t feel I fit in. It doesn’t matter where you are in the world, because it’s...

Mistakes are the portals of discovery.

I generally don’t become overexcited about things anyway, I’m just not one of those people.I’m not easily surprised by things either. I think it’s because I expect that anything can happen. That makes me sound...

Home isn’t a place, its a feeling

For the yesterdays and todays, and the tomorrows I can hardly wait for – Thank you.

That somehow dreams are a blurred line between here and there, like a meeting room in a prison. You’re both in the same room, yet on different sides and really, in different worlds.

After having my baby I felt like I’d been introduced to my life, I slowed down, I paid more attention to simple things, I addressed a few issues in my own life, I even got...

I also believe that when people are going through difficult situations in life… it causes them to search a lot more. They search life and search their soul. When you’re searching, you’re suddenly a lot...

Holly’s theory about the army,” Sharon explained.And what is it?” Denise asked, intrigued.Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.

And that is how Goodwin problems were always fixed. Fix them on the surface but don’t go to the root, always ignoring the elephant in the room. I think that morning was when I realized...

I always want my books to reach a positive point in the end.

All families have their secrets, most people would never know them, but they know there are spaces, gaps where the answers should be, where someone should have sat, where someone used to be. A name...

Memories were fine but you couldn’t touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time.

I never wanted anything new; from the age of ten, I was convinced that you couldn’t replace what was lost. I insisted on things on having to be found.

I guess when you’re trying to find all the parts of yourself, it’s difficult to be with someone who’s already fully intact.

People forget they have options. And they forget that those things don’t really matter. They should concentrate on what they have and not what they don’t have. And by the way, wishing and dreaming doesn’t...

I never grew up thinking the goal in life was to be a millionaire. All the way through college, I had a part-time job. I worked hard to get the things that you need at...

Journalism classes teach us that one must extract oneself from the story in order to report without bias, but often we need to be in the story in order to understand, to connect, to help...

I’m trying to make some sense out of the phrase “Everything happens for a reason,” and I think I’ve figured out what the reason is – to pissed me off.

I’d live anywhere, – in one room, in the castle ruin right now – if it meant we could all just be together.

Oh, I talk about things; I drive my husband insane. And I can’t tell a lie. Everyone knows. I do this smile thing.

Fairy tales are such evil little stories for young children.

what a luxury it was for people to hold their loved ones whenever they wanted

There are certain kinds of silence that make you walk on air.

People tell stories and it’s up to those who listen whether to believe or not.””Shouldn’t the storyteller believe it.””The storyteller should tell it.

That’s the thing about lessons, you always learn them when you don’t expect them or want them.

I write my novels longhand. I love the feeling of writing; I love to see pen on paper. It feels more creative than typing, and it’s a more visual process for me – I can...

I’m a million different things every day of the week.

She had been given a wonderful gift: life. Sometimes it was cruelly taken away too soon, but it’s what you did with it that counted, not how long it lasted.

I don’t know why men like to barbecue so much. Maybe its the only thing they can cook. Or maybe they’re just closet pyromaniacs.

Although when I start a novel I know how it will begin and end, I like to let the people within the story take me on a journey between those points without having a fixed...

As long as you’re around, your life is too. So just as you shower love and affection and attention on the husbands, wives, parents, children and forever friends who surround you, you have to do...

Believe me, when you die, it’s everybody else’s but your problem

…fairy tales, just a fancy word for lies…

They say a story loses something with each telling.

A veil hangs between the two opposites, a mere slip of a thing that is transparent to warn us or comfort us. You hate now but look through this veil and see the possibility of...

I want a character to wake up one day and feel like, ‘I can face it’. That, to me, is happy. I want the characters to rescue themselves, though you use the relationships you have,...

You have the rest of your lives to catch up together. After all, soulmates always end up together. […] Ey-girlfriends are easily forgotten. Best friends stay with you for ever.

Yesterday was a closed book, tomorrow, however, was another story.

I believe you, Tamara, I just don’t believe it.

Discover your own style. Don’t try to repeat what has already been written – have the courage to do your own thing and don’t be afraid to do something different.

But with your life you make a few bad decisions, get unlucky a few times, whatever, but you have to keep going, right?

Then I realised that I was the god on this occasion. I had tried to help the bluebottle, but it wouldn’t let me. And then I felt sorry for God because I understood his frustration....

We all get lost once in a while, sometimes by choice, sometimes due to forces beyond our control. When we learn what it is our soul needs to learn, the path presents itself. Sometimes we...

You know, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.”And yet it is still extremely funny.

When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters a table leg breaks or when a picture falls off the wall it makes...