The only way you can write is by the light of the bridges burning behind you.

I read.. because one life is not enough

We don't write what we know. We write what we wonder about.

But put two librarians' heads together, and mountains move.

That meant I could come back whenever I could manage it. And she was telling me to go. She knew the decision was too big a load for me to carry by myself. She knew me through and through. She had eyes in the back of her heart.

Anyone who thinks small towns are friendlier than big cities lives in a big city.

Writing is communication, not self-expression. Nobody in this world wants to read your diary except your mother.