He longed for the deep as she longed for the night sky and for white lilies floating on water -- although she still tried to convince herself that love alone could feed her soul.

Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out very slowly.

What's the matter princess? Do you know the end of your story?

I wish I had more time to visit schools.

I love to read aloud.

I will try to write books until I drop dead.

Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination.