I Can Let My True Self Shine

As Much As I Don't Care About Those Things, I Think It's Human Nature To Not Want To Feel Totally Insignificant.

Love May Have The Longest Arms, But It Can Still Fall Short Of An Embrace.

I'm In Crisis. I'm About To Bump With A Five-foot Chino-chicano.

I Just Don't See The Point In Beating Myself Up. I Think It's More Productive To Concentrate On Being A Better Person Right Now Than Punishing Myself For Who I Was In The Past.

I Do So Much Revising As I Go Along; I Wonder How I Could Write Books If I Hadn't Grown Up In The Computer Age. I Think I'd Be A Very Different Writer. I Find Myself Cutting And Pasting, Changing Things Around And Deleting Whole Paragraphs Constantly.