I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing: when both have fallen in love but still haven't said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.

And all you can do is just read," she said. She raised her voice an screamed, "You just read and read and read!" Then she threw herself down on the table and wept.

I'm not sure I would have ever started to draw, let alone write, if my childhood hadn't been so happy. It was a mixture of comfort and adventure. An excellent mixture!

Storms probably exist only because after them we can have a sunrise.

But he thought all the strange words were beautiful, and he had never had a book of his own before.

There's no need to imagine that you're a wondrous beauty, because that's what you are.

You can't always be friendly. It's impossible, there isn't the time.