I'm really quite bad at coming up with plot ideas. I like to create characters and just see what will happen to them when I let them loose!

How we handle our fears will determine where we go with the rest of our lives.

Let children read whatever they want and then talk about it with them. If parents and kids can talk together, we won't have as much censorship because we won't have as much fear.

My only advice is to stay aware, listen carefully, and yell for help if you need it.

Believe in yourself and you can achieve greatness in your life.

our finger prints dont fade from the lives we touch

Having the freedom to read and the freedom to choose is one of the best gifts my parents ever gave me.

Librarians save lives by handing the right book at the right time to a kid in need.

We are friends for life. When we’re together the years fall away. Isn’t that what matters? To have someone who can remember with you? To have someone who remembers how far you’ve come?

The truth will make you odd.

Things change…things happen…things you can’t even imagine when you’re young and full of hope.

Sometimes, Anu, we have to take actions that make us sad because it's the right thing to do for the future.

To know how to say what others only know how to think is what makes men poets or sages and to dare to say what others only dare to think makes men martyrs or reformers-or both.

Feeding a baby is like filling a hole with putty - you get it in and then you sort of shave off all the excess around the hole and get it back in, like you're spackling.

I've grown up and understood how I'm supposed to conduct myself and I respect people as I go along the way.

There's definitely a tension between the way teaching is talked about and understood at the political level and how everyday average Americans think about teachers.

Life [had] replaced logic.

Nature never wears a mean appearance. Neither does the wisest man extort her secret, and lose his curiosity by finding out all her perfection.

The idea that all problems either have a solution or can be shown to be pseudo-problems is not one I share.

Life grows darker as we go on, till only one pure light is left shining on it; and that is faith. Old age, like solitude and sorrow, has its revelations.

The Bat that flits at close of Eve Has left the Brain that won't believe. The Owl that calls upon the Night Speaks the Unbeliever's fright.