I knew that the moment I started worrying about whether or not I was good enough for the job, I wouldn't be able to do it.

... nothing loved is ever lost or perished.

Itt iss Eevill…" "What is going to happen?" "Wee wwill cconnttinnue tto ffightt!"… "And we’re not alone, you know, children," came Mrs.Whatsit, the comforter. "…some of the best fighters have come from your own planet…" "Who have our fighters been?" Calvin asked. "Oh, you must know them, dear," Mrs.Whatsit said. Mrs.Who’s spectacles shone out at them triumphantly. "And the light shineth in the darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.

My protagonists, male and female, are me.

Death is contagious; it is contracted the moment we are conceived.

People become trustworthy when they are trusted.

We cannot always cry at the right time and who is to say which time is right?