I love revision. Where else can spilled milk be turned into ice cream?.

I think, she began quietly, I think we want... not just bread for our bellies. We want more than only bread. We want food for our hearts, our souls. ….

I was behaving, just like I promised, but fate intervened..

He [an earnest young reporter] seemed to share the view of many intelligent, well-educated, well-meaning people that, while adult literature may aim ….

There are few things, apparently, more helpful to a writer than having once been a weird little kid..

Sometimes you need to give people something that's for them, not just something that makes you feel good giving it..

She had tricked him. She had made him leave his old self behind and come into her world, and then before he was really at home in it but too late to ….

I can't believe there will ever be a time when the book is truly obsolete. It is the perfect technology and feeds the soul..

All of us can think of a book... that we hope none of our children or any other children have taken off the shelf. But if I have the right to remove ….

You don't have to fight dragons to write books. You just have to live deeply the life you've been given..

My heart is heavy, she thought. It’s not just a saying. It is what is—heavy, a great stone lodged in my breast, pressing down my whole being. How can….

A great novel is a kind of conversion experience. We come away from it changed..

Lord, let me heed the angels you put in my path..

It is always sad to write about prejudice, but sometimes when we see it being played out in the lives of fictional characters, we can recognize it in….

Our fundamental task as human beings is to seek out connections-to exercise our imaginations..

It seems to me that there are two great enemies of peace - fear and selfishness..

On Decoration Day, while everyone else in town was at the cemetery decorating the graves of our Glorious War Dead, Willie Beaner and me, Robert Burns….

the reason God made February short a few days was because he knew that by the time people came to the end of it they would die if they had to stand o….

Nothing smelled so good or danced so well as a birch fire..

It is not enough to simply teach children to read; we have to give them something worth reading..

Reading can be a road to freedom or a key to a secret garden, which, if tended, will transform all of life..