When I enter a library, when I enter the world of books, I feel the ghosts of the past on my shoulders urging me to speech. I hear Patrick Henry cry to the Burgsses, 'Is Life so dear, or Peace so sweet, to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery?' I hear Sojourner Truth tell me that the hand that rocks the cradle can also rock the boat, and William Lloyd Garrison say, 'I am in earnest, I will not be silenced.'
Sara ParetskyI always wrote; my first story was published in the magazine The American Girl when I was 11
Sara ParetskyI wish I could remember where I put things. I spend half my life looking for my keys. With the other half I look for my glasses.
Sara Paretsky