The world is dark, and light is precious. Come closer, dear reader. You must trust me. I am telling you a story.

I was born in Philadelphia and currently live in Minneapolis. I write for both children and adults.

There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.

Once upon a time," he said out loud to the darkness. He said these words because they were the best, the most powerful words that he knew and just the saying of them comforted him.

There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.

When we read together, we connect. Together, we see the world. Together, we see one another.

Reading should not be presented to children as a chore or duty. It should be offered to them as a precious gift.

The undoing is almost always more difficult than the doing.

You must be filled with expectancy. You must be awash in hope. You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next.

It is important that you say what you mean to say. Time is too short. You must speak the words that matter.

The sound of the king's music made Despereaux's soul grow large and light inside of him.

There are places and moments in America where this nation’s destiny has been decided...Selma is such a place.

When you gain 50 pounds during pregnancy like I did, you fear that you'll never get back in shape

A man who has depths in his shame meets his destiny and his delicate decisions upon paths which few ever reach . . .

We're committed to giving the independent artists we support the best stage to share their mind-blowing work with audiences.

Practice like it means everything in the world to you. Perform like you don't give a damn.

I can tell you there are rewards that go far beyond money and public acclaim and awards.

Political history is largely an account of mass violence and of the expenditure of vast resources to cope with mythical fears and hopes

If a birth is the fall-out from the explosion caused by the union of two unstable elements, then perhaps a half-life is all we can expect.

You can only give away what you have inside. Become an instrument of love.

Setting ... is accident. Either a building is part of a place, or it is not. Once that kinship is there, time will only make it stronger.