Even in times when it's difficult to figure out, how do you go forward, art - and books - always help

He wanted pain, I saw that in him, and what a man wants he will often manage to find.

Young people believe that regret is something you will never feel if you simply do as you please, but sometimes it is a matter of degree.

She didn't like being twelve. It felt like someplace between who she'd been and who she was about to be. It felt like no place at all.

Fairytales were maps formed of blood and hair and bones; they were the knots of the sub-conscious unwound. Every word in every tale was real and as true as apples and stones. They all led to the story inside the story.

I just finished Colson Whitehead's "The Underground Railroad," which I think is a work of genius.

...and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole wold smelled like pie.