I love teaching; I love little kids.

You could say that all of life is a series of last chances.

Even the bad books I write are satisfying. I'm my least critical reader.

People can be unimaginably foolish...and they can be unimaginably grand, at times.

I got to thinking—when it was too late—you have to reach out to people. To your family, too. You can't just let them sit there, you should put your hand out. If they slap it back, well you reach out again if you care enough. If you don't care enough, you forget about them, if you can.

...a really good friend, the kind of friend who - when they were together both of them were more able to be who they really were.

She couldn’t get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn’t get away.