The light was cut to lace by the trees that had grown so thick with leaves in the last few months.

But these last months had turned him around and now Gen saw there could be as much virtue in letting go of what you knew as there had ever been in gathering new information. He worked as hard at forgetting as he had ever worked to learn.

Why is it that we understand playing the cello will require work, but we attribute writing to the magic of inspiration?

Reading fiction is important. It is a vital means of imagining a life other than our own, which in turn makes us more empathetic beings.

I always feel it is a shortcoming of mine as a reader and as a writer that I frankly need to like somebody.

No matter how much we love a book, the experience of reading it isn't complete until we can give it to someone who will love it as much as we do

It is said the sesta is one of the only gifts the Europeans brought to South America, but I imagine the Brazilians could have figured out how to sleep in the afternoon without having to endure centuries of murder and enslavement.