We're all liars when it serves our purpose.

My daughter, Anna, is almost 15, and my son, Ben, is almost 10.

Isn't it odd how much fatter a book gets when you've read it several times?" Mo had said..."As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells...and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower...both strange and familiar.

The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It's easy to forget that when you're indoors, protected by light and solid walls.

Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do.

I like a composer called Henry Purcell, and I love to listen to Neil Young.

Every reader knows about the feeling that characters in books seem more real than real people.