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“I am a woman,” she said again, as if sheer stubbornness was enough. “Because of what is inside me.”

I wanted to travel with my fiction.

I write because I want to change the world.

I'm never scared until I wake up.

When you're drowning, you go quiet.

She told me once that she wanted to be fierce. To be the kind of girl who thunders.

It was funny to me, a little, that people would think I was sad when I wasn't, but the mistake seemed largely unimportant. It seemed far more important, suddenly, that the same people might think she wasn't sad when she really was.

Sometimes, telling a thing can be a way of proving it's important.

You only need to know that writing can be a messy, chaotic process.

People didn't belong to other people, they just picked who they wanted to stand next to.