We don't write what we know. We write what we wonder about.
I caught a glimpse of happiness, and saw it was a bird on a branch, fixing to take wing.
I read because one life isn't enough and in the pages of a book, I can be anybody.
Only the nonreader fears books.
If you cannot find yourself on the page very early in life, you will go looking for yourself in all the wrong places.
The years went by, and Mary Alice and I grew up, Slower than we wanted to, faster than we realized.