Life is lived on the inside. What's outside doesn't matter.
It is scary, sometimes, Tomas admitted. But the scary bits are what make you brave.
A small town is nothing but eyes and gaping maw; it pecks at its own like a flock of vicious birds.
I would always be lonely, but no more alone.
More than this, I believe that the only lastingly important form of writing is writing for children. It is writing that is carried in the reader's heart for a lifetime; it is writing that speaks to the future.
No bird in a cage ever speaks. What is there to say? The sky is everywhere, churning above its head, blue and endless, calling out to it. But the caged bird can't answer anything except 'I cannot'.