In this age of censorship, I mourn the loss of books that will never be written, I mourn the voices that will be silenced-writers' voices, teachers' voices, students' voices-and all because of fear.
Something will be offensive to someone in every book, so you've got to fight it.
Why are we acting as if we're angry. Are we angry?
Little kids are amazing. They seem able to adjust to anything.
I wasn't interested in the kinds of books that I thought I should be reading.
I didn't know anything about writers. It never occurred to me they were regular people and that I could grow up to become one, even though I loved to make up stories inside my head.