To write for children at all is an act of faith.

I looked at this tiny, perfect creature and it was as though a light switch had been turned on. A great rush of love flooded out of me.

When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability... To be alive is to be vulnerable.

Speaking of ways, pet, by the way, there is such a thing as a tesseract.

I suspect that in every good marriage there are times when love seems to be over.

Nothing important is completely explicable.

You have to write the book that wants to be written.