If you don’t jump, the wings never come.

Gadfangled girl things, always robbed me of my common sense.

Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people—they always go away, sooner or later. You can’t hold them, any more than you can hold moonlight. But if they’ve touched you, if they’re inside you, then they’re still yours. The only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.

Protective coloration...you learn to use it to get along in the world if you want. Only I got sick of living in the box the world prescribed; it was far to small to hold me. So I knocked down a few walls.

If you don’t jump, the wings never come.

The real heroes are the librarians and teachers who at no small risk to themselves refuse to lie down and play dead for censors.

Withholding information is the essence of tyranny. Control of the flow of information is the tool of the dictatorship.