Dreams die hard. And sometimes they don't have to die at all.

Bizarre! That's the only word I can use to describe life sometimes. Just freaking bizarre.

If you want to write for yourself, get a diary. If you want to write for your friends, get a blog. If you want to write for others...become an author.

It's our job - as parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles - to find books our kids are going to like.

I love the idea of expanding the universe of games to some extent. At one point, they were kind of limited to boys, fanboys and whatever. I like the idea of liberation for games.

A classroom . People trying to stick me in classrooms was becoming as predictable and annoying as people trying to kill me, but with less-fun results.

happy all life for ever