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

In a course of a lifetime, what does it matter?

I enjoy receiving and giving realistic fiction, for both children and adults, with strong characters, beautiful language, and humane visions.

Young children are naturally so philosophical. They ask: 'What is real? What is truth?' They have to learn it; they don't automatically know it. To them, it's a game. You can study this for years in college, and yet you probably asked it when you were four or five years old.

Sometimes you know in your heart you love someone, but you have to go away before your head can figure it out.

Maybe it was the same with people: if you studied them,you'd see new and different things. But would you like what you saw? Did it depend on who was doing the looking?

I wish that every baby everywhere could land in a family that wanted that baby as much as we want ours.