In reading we must become creators.

The truth is that I hate to think about other people reading my books," Miranda said. "It's like watching someone go through the box of private stuff that I keep under my bed.

A book comes and says, 'Write me.

You're going to get hurt yourself, and badly, if you take everything so hard.

A burst of harmony so brilliant that it almost overwhelmed them surrounded Meg, the cherubim, Calvin, and Mr. Jenkins. But after a moment of breathlessness, Meg was able to open herself to the song of the farae, these strange creatures who were Deepened, rooted, yet never seperated from each other, no matter how great the distance. We are the song of the universe. We sing with the angelic host. We are musicians. The farae and the stars are the singers. Our song orders the rhythm of creation.

We have to be braver than we think we can be, because God is constantly calling us to be more than we are.

A community to be truly community, must have a quality of unselfconsciousness about it.