“ The years went by, and Mary Alice and I grew up, Slower than we wanted to, faster than we realized. ”
[A young adult novel] ends not with happily ever after, but at a new beginning, with the sense of a lot of life yet to be lived.
~ Richard Peck
The only way you can write is by the light of the bridges burning behind you.
Never worry about a book corrupting a child. Worry if your children are not getting ideas from books.
Stay away from people who don't know who they are but want you to be just like them. People who'll want to label you. People who'll try to write their fears on your face.