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“All art, be it writing, painting, film, dance, whatever, is a manipulation of time and space. It’s an interpretation and a recreation of the facts, using various artifacts that point us in the direction of our personal truths.”
― Faking It
― Faking It
“You can be, if you want to. And sometimes you should be. But you never have to be afraid.’ I liked that. It meant I had a choice.”
― Why I Love Singlehood
― Why I Love Singlehood
“He is both the artist and the work of art. He sees beauty, he creates beauty, and he is beauty. He is the lie that makes me realize the truth.”
― Faking It
― Faking It
“Just remember that love comes in many forms. Never settle, and know that what one has torn, another can mend. Most of all, the love you really want is in you, Eva. Don’t go chasing rainbows. Just open your eyes and admire their ever-present beauty.”
― Why I Love Singlehood
― Why I Love Singlehood
“am ten years old and dress my Barbie doll in Daisy Duke shorts and a halter top, and do the best I can to position her and Ken’s straight and stiff joints to hug and make out with each other. My mother sees”
― Faking It
― Faking It
“A good parent, a parent who loves you, will gladly turn their life upside down, inside out, backward and forward for you without batting an eye.”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“terrified”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“As if I needed to buy a condo and adopt a cat, two prerequisites for the modern bachelorette.”
― Why I Love Singlehood
― Why I Love Singlehood
“Singlehood is about finding and committing to the love of your life. I’m talking about the literal love of your life. Being in a place of self-sufficiency, strength, independence, comfort, confidence, and happiness is what matters. No relationship, no matter how seemingly perfect and compatible you are, can give you these things. You have to find them within. You have to bring them to your relationship. Because in the end, you don’t have to be alone to be single. And being single doesn’t mean that you are alone.”
― Why I Love Singlehood
― Why I Love Singlehood
“They were already preparing themselves to let go. I, on the other hand, was clinging to her for dear life, because I finally had the mother I always wanted. The realization smacked me in the face, hard, and I crumpled up in tears as if the pain had been physically inflicted.”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“could”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“I sat quietly, taking long and slow bites of cake. “Do you ever miss being an escort?” I finally asked. He bit his lip and shook his head. “Surprisingly not.”
― Faking It
― Faking It
“The pinups of guys like Sting or Jon Bon Jovi, shirtless and in tight leather pants, were much more appealing and provocative. It seemed that the less I saw, the more I liked. And that trend had continued for the next fifteen years or so.”
― Faking It
― Faking It
“is”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“trattorias, and taking a drive along the countryside. I was definitely going”
― Ordinary World
― Ordinary World
“in”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“Sam’s my best friend in the world. I can think of no one else I’d rather be spending my Saturdays with. No one makes a better pancake. No one imitates Jimmy Stewart as badly as he does, and no one can make me laugh quite the way he does. “Did,” I corrected.”
― Ordinary World
― Ordinary World
“Oh,”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“Language is not unlike art in that words contain values of lights and darks, hues and tonalities, texture and sensuality. Words can paint complex pictures.”
― Faking It
― Faking It
“nineteen”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“As writers, then, we need to learn when to think about audience and when to put readers out of mind.”
― Faking It
― Faking It
“She was tired from shutting so much of herself away all these years.”
― She Has Your Eyes
― She Has Your Eyes
“I just feel so lost,” I cried, voice muffled, my face buried in the same blue henley he wore that first day in Rome. “Just when everything starts to look familiar again, I look around and suddenly don’t know where I am.”
― Ordinary World
― Ordinary World




