The community of the Giver had achieved at such great price. A community without danger or pain. But also, a community without music, color or art. And books.

The community of the Giver had achieved at such great price. A community without danger or pain. But also, a community without music, color or art. And books.

She was the only doctor's wife in Branford, Maine, who hung her wash on an outdoor clothesline instead of putting it through a dryer, because she liked to look out the window and see the clothes blowing in the wind. She had been especially delighted, one day, when one sleeve of the top of her husband's pajamas, prodded by the stiff breeze off the bay, reached over and grabbed her nightgown around the waist.

It is so good to have friends who understand how there is a time for crying and a time for laughing, and that sometimes the two are very close together.

The fact that I lost my son permeates my being.

I believe without a single shadow of a doubt that it is necessary for young people to learn to make choices. Learning to make right choices is the only way they will survive in an increasingly frightening world.

Things seem more when you’re little. They seem bigger, and distances seem farther.