I wonder how a lioness will manage in a dovecote. Can you put away your teeth and claws?

Every time someone forgets, someone else disappears,' my brother wrote.

And then I understood that she had no idea what she'd done to my family. She thought love and hatred were equal.

Here's the thing about luck...you don't know if it's good or bad until you have some perspective.

The sky is already purple; the first few stars have appeared, suddenly, as if someone had thrown a handful of silver across the edge of the world.

Young Sally Owens: He will hear my call a mile away. He will whistle my favorite song. He can ride a pony backwards. Young Gillian Owens: What are you doing? Young Sally Owens: Summoning up a true love spell called Amas Veritas. He can flip pancakes in the air. He'll be marvelously kind. And his favorite shape will be a star. And he'll have one green eye and one blue. Young Gillian Owens: Thought you never wanted to fall in love. Young Sally Owens: That's the point. The guy I dreamed of doesn't exist. And if he doesn't exist I'll never die of a broken heart.

I think growing up is difficult and it's a process that I'm always interested in, with kids and adults, they are often on two different universes.