In my mind, I saw a string stretching from Henry’s heart at Quiet Waters to my heart. It was taut and it vibrated with Henry’s worries and fears and I felt them all.Deeply. I felt them all.

My mom told me once that Wyatt loved her the way a boy will love his mother, but I loved her the way an artist loves another. Jo taught me what that meant.

Camus and Henry waved to me from that muddy truck. They both wanted me to get over myself.So, this was me, getting over myself. And it was about time.

What I know about you, Henry, ” he said. “Is that you, as big as you are, know how to walk gently on this earth.

Wait, ” Quinn said. “There’s one more thing.” I turned around and raised an eyebrow. His eyes were wary and he lacked his usual confidence.“Go to the Winter Dance with me.

But Quinn held the fuzzy handcuffs in his hands, looking them over closely, and he smiled. “Oh, hey, did you want to keep these for when your invisible boyfriend returns from his fake vacation?

Know what you do, when you do it and how you do it...You will thank me later!

The will to be totally rational is the will to be made out of glass and steel: and to use others as if they were glass and steel.

The less you knew, the fewer monsters you’d attract,

I won't forget the hood. I won't forget the days of catching a bullet on the way to the mailbox or bricks with death threats that somehow made their way through the window.

Money has never been important to me. I come from garbage. I'm a sewer rat who made it here. I have no interest in money and never have.

But an experienced reader is also a self-aware and critical reader. I can't remember ever reading a story without judging it.

God often uses our challenges as stepping stones to the higher purposes of God.

He who despises painting has no love for the philosophy in nature.

Art is a way of recognizing oneself.

Patience in the mind and dynamism in action is the right formula.