It was not a triumphal return. Home, as I had known it, was gone.

I just have this sort of entrepreneurial spirit and I work really hard at promoting myself.

Was Daedalus really stricken with grief when Icarus fell into the sea? Or just disappointed by the design failure

I grew to resent the way my father treated his furniture like children, and his children like furniture.

I'd been upstaged, demoted from protagonist in my own drama to comic relief in my parents' tragedy

I probably read Harriet the Spy about 70,000 times.

I'm not that good of a drawer. I don't know how people just draw stuff out of their head. I'm always creating schemes. If I have to draw someone sitting in a chair, I have to go find a chair, sit in it, and take a picture of myself sitting in it.