The life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without colour, pain or past.

So actually, there could be parents-of-the-parents-of-the-parents-of-the parents?

They were satisfied with their lives which had none of the vibrance his own was taking on. And he was angry at himself, that he could not change that for them.

He wept because he was afraid now that he could not save Gabriel. He no longer cared about himself

Today is declared an unscheduled holiday.

Early on I came to realize something, and it came from the mail I received from kids. That is, kids at that pivotal age, 12, 13 or 14, they're still deeply affected by what they read, some are changed by what they read, books can change the way they feel about the world in general. I don't think that's true of adults as much.

It is much easier to be brave if you do not know everything.