With preference came point of view; with point of view, personality; with personality, uniqueness; with uniqueness, grief.

When I came home for the summer after my first year of college, I told my mother that my best friend and I were driving to California. She laughed out loud - 2,000 miles in a what? Well, my best friend had an old Chevy. What could go wrong?

The fact is that the same sequence of days can arrange themselves into a number of different stories.

Respect and fear are two different things.

a bookstore is one of the few places where all the cantankerous, conflicting, alluring voices of the world co-exist in peace and order and the avid reader is as free as a person can possibly be, because she is free to choose among them.

Fascination with horses predated every other single thing I knew. Before I was a mother, before I was a writer, before I knew the facts of life, before I was a schoolgirl, before I learned to read, I wanted a horse.

I suspected that there were things he knew that I had been waiting all my life to learn.