When he sat alone in the darkness and cried and was done, all done with it, nothing had changed. His leg still hurt, it was still dark, he was still alone and the self-pity had accomplished nothing.

A book is a friend. You can never have too many.

We make a mistake in thinking we own pets - the animals open their lives up and make us a part of them.

When he sat alone in the darkness and cried and was done, all done with it, nothing had changed. His leg still hurt, it was still dark, he was still alone and the self-pity had accomplished nothing.

School didn't work for me. I hated it.

If books could have more, give more, be more, show more, they would still need readers who bring to them sound and smell and light and all the rest that can’t be in books. The book needs you.

Do what you can as you can. Trouble, problems, will come no matter what you do , and you must respond as they come.