Lie to yourself until it's true.

Scars are just a treasure map for pain you've buried too deep to remember.

How do you tell an adult that maybe everything wrong in the world stems from the fact that she's stopped believing the impossible can happen?

Just because it's fiction doesn't mean it's any less true.

Crazy girls did this, girls who walked like zombies through YA novels. But. Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood. It hurt, though not as much as everything else idd.

All I know is that I carried you for nine months. I fed you, I clothed you, I paid for your college education. Friending me on Facebook seems like a small thing to ask in return.

Knowledge was power, but a good librarian did not hoard the gift. She taught others how to find, where to look, how to see.