I have to face the fear. I have to take control of the situation and find a way to make it less frightening.

I'm surprised you know that," I say quietly, " since you left halfway through my one and only fight." "It wasn't something I wanted to watch." he says. What's that supposed to mean?

We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.

What irritates me most about him is his natural goodness, his inborn selflessness.

Or maybe we'll make a home somewhere inside ourselves, to carry with us wherever we go- which is the way I carry my mother now.

The first step to loving someone else is to recognize the evil in ourselves, so we can forgive them.

I don't want to try to live up to someone who's created something so incredible. I'm just trying to focus on what I'm doing and what I do best. It's sometimes hard to focus in and only think about my books rather than how they measure up to someone else's.