Meg, I give you your faults." "My faults!" Meg cried. "Your faults." "But I'm always trying to get rid of my faults!" "Yes," Mrs. Whatsit said. "However, I think you'll find they'll come in very handy on Camazotz.

It is the ability to choose which makes us human.

I can't think of one great human being in the arts, or in history generally, who conformed, who succeeded, as education experts tell us children must succeed, with his peer group.

Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do. I've never had a feeling in my life. As a matter of fact, I matter only with earth people.

With each book I write, I become more and more convinced that the books have a life of their own, quite apart from me.

artists ... all have a need that cannot be met by another human being.

There is nothing we need be afraid to say before the Lord.