I Enjoy Receiving And Giving

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.

A Person Isn't A Bird. You Can't Cage A Person.

It Wasn't That I Was Stupid ... It Was Just That There Didn't Seem To Be A Lot To Say That Someone Wasn't Already Saying.

Don’t Be In Too Much Of A Rush To Be Published. There Is Enormous Value In Listening And Reading And Writing—and Then Putting Your Words Away For Weeks Or Months–and Then Returning To Your Work To Polish It Some More.

Young Children Are Naturally So Philosophical. They Ask: 'what Is Real? What Is Truth?' They Have To Learn It; They Don't Automatically Know It. To Them, It's A Game. You Can Study This For Years In College, And Yet You Probably Asked It When You Were Four Or Five Years Old.