I was a sidelines child: never class president, never team captain, never the one with the most valentines in my box.

Reading is the most important way to prepare for life.

Ellen had said that her mother was afraid of the ocean, that it was too cold and too big. The sky was, too, thought Annemarie. The whole world was: too cold, too big. And too cruel.

She fell asleep, and it was a sleep as thin as the night clouds, dotted with dreams that came and went like the stars.

There will always be a place for bunnies to talk in rhyme, but that's not what I do.

Memory is the happiness of being alone.

Genius disregards the boundaries of propriety. Genius is permitted to shout if shouting is productive.