I think she was too tired to play anymore, she was in a hurry to get to Heaven so she didn't wait, why didn't she wait for me?

Scared is what you're feeling. Brave is what you're doing.

If I was made of cake I'd eat myself before somebody else could.

Stories are a different kind of true.

Everybody's damaged by something.

Maybe I’m a human, but I’m a me-and-Ma as well.

People don't always want to be with people. It gets tiring.

People move around so much in the world, things get lost.

Everyone's got a different story.

... where there's one there's ten.'That's crazy math.

This is a bad story.”“Sorry. I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have told you.”“No, you should, ” I say.“But—”“I don’t want there to be bad stories and me not know them.

... as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, the ideal library is in the wish of its maker.

We have no country if we have no border.

The teacher is one who makes two ideas grow where only one grew before.

One horse-laugh is worth ten-thousand syllogisms.

The strength of the people is effective only if it is concentrated; it evaporates and is lost when it is dispersed, just as gunpowder scattered on the ground ignites only grain by grain.

The eye searches for shapes. It searches for a beginning, a middle, and an end.

The extent of my personal BMX adventures were all [on] dirt tracks. But just the aesthetic of it that early-to-mid-'80s BMX is something that's just part of me.

Because of the realities of human nature, perfect peace is achieved in two places only: in the grave and at the typewriter.

The people who are always hankering loudest for some golden yesteryear usually drive new cars.

The abundance of books is distraction