I was made fun of a lot in high school because of the way I sound and the way I was.

I'm really not good blackmail material.

I love bookstores. I love the energy in a bookstore and the smell of the paper.

When one thing takes another away, what do we call that?” she asked my class. “Homicide!” I called out

It doesn't matter how greatly you've been hurt or how much you're hurting, it's what you do with the pain that counts. You could cry for years or you could choose to learn and grow from it.

I could never rap, personally. I can't even wrap presents.

I love thinking that there is magic in the world, that there are people in the world with amazing abilities that we just don't know about.