Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.

Children can be your heartache. But that doesn't matter, you have to go on and have them . . . it works out.

I'm of a fearsome mind to throw my arms around every living librarian who crosses my path, on behalf of the souls they never knew they saved.

I did it to win love, and to prove myself capable. Not to move mountains. In my opinions, mountains don't move. They only look changed when you look down on them from great height.

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.

Empathy is really the opposite of spiritual meanness. It's the capacity to understand that every war is both won and lost. And that someone else's pain is as meaningful as your own.