It is hard to give up what you know for what you don’t know.

I looked forward to making friends at school, but I had come late and friendships had already been formed. I couldn’t find my way into their world. They seemed to have a secret code I couldn’t decipher.

I couldn’t live with myself if I thought nothing could get better.

You're making yourself too important. Guilt comes from feeling we're at the center of the universe. We're not.

But what doesn’t die is the love we give to others. There is no end to that.

I felt as if I had no control over what I said, as if loathsome, ugly words were waiting inside me like snakes and toads looking for a chance to sneak out before I could stop them.

They were all brilliant. They wrote books and painted pictures, and if they ever stopped talking, which I was sure they would never do, they planned to change the world.