Quotes from Sarah Addison Allen

Doctors say there's no such thing as chemo brain, but ask any chemo patient.

I'm a classic stress-eater, so I know a lot about how eating can become a way of hiding from what's really wrong. I escape into food. But some people escape into books. Some into relationships that might not be good for them. The three main characters in 'The Sugar Queen' struggle with each of these comforts-turned-crutches.

Men. You can't live with them, you can't shoot them.

When people believe you have something to give, something no one else has, they'll go to great lengths and pay a lot of money for it.

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.

Right now everyone is drinking bad wine made of sour grapes and hysteria. Let them drink it, and let them regret it in the morning.

Willa?" "Yes" "It's morning and I still love you.

There was a certain power beautiful mothers held over their less beautiful daughters.

Everything had felt so precarious since her mother's death, like she was walking on a bridge made of paper.

Children always know when their mothers are crazy - they just never admit it, not out loud, to anyone.

He used to believe good things happened in this kind of weather.

I needed to stop being what everyone thought I was.

When you're happy for yourself, it fills you. When you're happy for someone else, it pours over.

We have history, you and I. You just don't know it yet.

It took me a long time to realize this: We get to choose what defines us.

Stability was overrated. Crises and adventures, on the other hand, could actually teach you something.

I'm a huge fan of Alice Hoffman, Fred Chappell and Susan Elizabeth Phillips.

My favorite books are the ones that make me smile for hours after reading them. I want that for my readers, for the sweetness to linger. Sort of like chocolate, but without the calories.

She'd always known he didn't love her. But it was easier to bear when he didn't know she loved him. That way they were even. Now he knew he had all the power.

...a sad sort of vulnerability was wafting from her, making the night smell like maple syrup.

The thing most consistently on my desk as I write is a cat - a different one at different times of the day. I think I'm more a part of their ritual.

When you're a teenager, your friends are your life. When you grow up, friendships seem to get pushed further and further back, until it seems like a luxury, a frivolity, like a bubble bath.

For stubborn souls like Lisette, death was easier than the courage it took to actually change your life.

Sometimes its necessary to embrace the magic, to find out what's real in life, and in one's own heart.