Something I am wondering: if you cannot hear do you have no sounds in your head? Do you see a silent movie

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

I am drawn to the ways in which we are shaped by people and by place.

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

Read a lot, live your life, and listen and watch, so that your mind fills up with millions of images.

In many of my books, I explore the ways in which grandparents or other older persons are shaped by the young, and the young are shaped by the old, in an evolving dance.

I was wishing I was invisible. Outside, the leaves were falling to the ground, and I was infinitely sad, sad down to my bones. I was sad for Phoebe and her parents and Prudence and Mike, sad for the leaves that were dying, and sad for myself, for something I had lost.