I like playing around with the words; I love it when I feel like I've picked the exact right word to describe whatever it is I'm trying to describe

Nothing was more valuable than the printed word.

I loved to read when I was a kid, and as soon as I realized that an actual person got to make up the books I loved so much, I decided that that was the job for me.

A ssure you, the more I travel through time, the more I witness, the more I realize that there are things that are both strange and wonderful, far beyond human comprehension.

I am not just what I remember. I am also what I dream.

That porch is a happy-looking place, and my father - burdened, stoop-shouldered, cadaverously thin - doesn't seem to belong on it.

I was lucky enough not to face any required summer reading lists until I went to college. So I still think of summer as the best time to read for fun.