Love, as we have already discussed, is a powerful, wonderful, ridiculous thing, capable of moving mountains. And spools of thread.

That is surely the truth, at least for now. But perhaps you have not noticed: the truth is forever changing.

The closest I can get to describing what happens is that voices come to me. I feel like I'm accessing something that is deeper and richer than me.

As a kid books changed how I looked at the world and helped me understand things. Books still deepen me and open my heart.

Life is hard. Life is beautiful. Life is difficult. Life is wonderful.

Each new friendship can make you a new person, because it opens up new doors inside of you.

Magic is always impossible.... It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That is why it's magic.