I think boys don't always like to read books with female protagonist - I don't even know what to say about this.

You have those walls up all around you...Come a day you gonna want to tear them down brick by brick and gonna find that the cement is all hard. What you gonna do then?

No matter how big you get, it's still okay to cry because everybody's got a right to their own tears.

Sometimes it seems as though not a moment has moved, but then you look up and you're already old or you already have a household of kids or you look down and see your feet are miles and miles away from the rest of you—and you realize you've grown up.

Because I write realistic fiction, I generally don't think about fixing anyone - I just think about how I want to feel at the end of the book - And I try to write toward that feeling.

I believe in one day and someday and this perfect moment called Now.

Racism doesn't know color, death doesn't know age, and pain doesn't know might.