And here in this room, I re-experience the memories again and again it is how wisdom comes and how we shape our future.

Then I went home to continue my life, which had changed a little, as lives do every day, inching by microspecks forward toward whatever surprises are coming next.

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

I have learned over the course of my many years that it is a bad idea, usually, to investigate piteous weeping but always a fine thing to look into a giggle.

There is something about that moment, when literature becomes accessible, and a door of the world opens.

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

That's why they call you Seer. You see more than most.