...but it doesn't feel crazy to us. It feels like what we do.

I prayed to trees. This was easier than praying directly to God. There was nearly always a tree nearby.

You can't keep the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can keep them from nesting in your hair.

I cannot just write a frivolous book, a la-di-da book. Everything isn't la-di-da. There is something that's going to pull you up short. I want to reassure young readers. I want to comfort them, to not fear the unexpected.

And what did I think when I was small and why did I forget? And what else will I forget when I grow older? And if you forget is it as if it never happened? Will none of the things you saw or thought or dreamed matter?

Don't judge a man until you have walked two moons in his moccasins.

Each child brings so much joy and hope into the world, and that is reason enough for being here. As you grow older, you will contribute something else to this world, and only you can discover what that is.