Summertime, I think, is a collective unconscious. We all remember the notes that made up the song of the ice cream man; we all know what it feels like to brand our thighs on a playground slide that's heated up like a knife in a fire; we all have lain on our backs with our eyes closed and our hearts beating across the surface of our lids, hoping that this day will stretch just a little longer than the last one, when in fact it's all going in the other direction.

What makes a treasure a treasure." Marine replied, "is how rare a find it is, when you need it the most.

It's because of libraries that books like mine get recommended to book clubs and avid readers, who in turn pass them onto others looking to be whisked away from the world for a little while...and perhaps to learn a bit about themselves in the process.

A girl who is thirteen-which is hard, and difficult, and beautiful, and painful, and exhilarating.

I used to pretend that I was just passing through this family on my way to my real one.

You can't pay a landlord in dogma.

Love meant jumping off a cliff and trusting that a certain person would be there to catch you at the bottom.