Harry Potter isn’t real? Oh no! Wait, wait, what do you mean by real? Is this video blog real? Am I real if you can see me and hear me, but only through the internet? Are you real if I can read your comment but I don’t know who you are or what your name is or where you’re from or what you look like or how old you are? I know all of those things about Harry Potter. Maybe Harry Potter’s real and you’re not.

Nerdighters make me believe in America again.

The sun was a toddler insistently refusing to go to bed: It was past eight thirty and still light.

One of the jobs of a writer is to add nuance and ambiguity to that straight line that people often draw to very specific kinds of heroism. Most of us don't get to be Snooki. For most of us heroism has to be in our everyday lives.

Like all sick children,' he answered dispassionately, 'you say you don't want pity, but your very existence depends upon it.

By saying you don’t care if the world falls apart, in some small way you’re saying you want it to stay together, on your own terms.

Margo's beauty was a kind of sealed vessel of perfection--uncracked and uncrackable.