The young accept the extraordinary as normal because they do not compare their lives with those of others when everyone is like them.

Just because she's dead it doesn't mean I stopped loving her or that she stopped loving me. It's just her body that left. The love didn't. —Jenna Richards

But I want you around even when I don't need you. —Jeremy Richards

... the object of learning was not to build a better mousetrap but to ask a better question.

We remember with our emotions. The things that were important in our emotional life, that's what we remember.

Some wounds go so deep that you don't even feel them until months, maybe years, later.

To write and not tell the truth? That would be death for any writer. But more, it would be death to the imagination. And if the imagination dies, what would happen to the souls of children?