...how do you run and play when you feel like there are bricks of the heaviest sadness weighing down every part of your body? How do you laugh and talk when there are no laughs left inside of you?

There is never enough time for fun.

I know it's hard to not do well at something, and I know it's hard to need help.

We don't own the earth. We are the earth's caretakers...we take care of it and all the things on it. And when we're done with it, it should be left better than we found it.

I just loved making words into stories by the sound of my voice.

Apologizing is like spring cleaning.

...if a child waited to speak until all the grown-ups settled down and gave her some room to say her piece, the most important things would never get said.