She always had to have someone to love...She couldn't seem to believe that anyone could really love her. She always thought it was because she was a star, not just because of her herself, and she always had to be reassured.
Stories are like children. They grow in their own way.
There was no light. The darkness was deep and there was no dazzle.
God promised to make you free. He never promised to make you independent.
To write for children at all is an act of faith.
When we can play with the unself-conscious concentration of a child, this is: art: prayer: love.