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

I Love The Way That Each Book -- Any Book -- Is Its Own Journey. You Open It, And Off You Go. You Are Changed In Some Way, Large Or Small, By Having Traveled With Those Characters.

Being A Mother Is Like Trying To Hold A Wolf By The Ears,” Gram Said. “if You Have Three Or Four –or More – Chickabiddies, You’re Dancing On A Hot Griddle All The Time. You Don’t Have Time To Think About Anything Else. And If You’ve Only Got One Or Two, It’s Almost Harder. You Have Room Left Over – Empty Spaces That You Think You’ve Got To Fill Up.

I Wish That Every Baby Everywhere Could Land In A Family That Wanted That Baby As Much As We Want Ours.

It Seems To Me That We Can’t Explain All The Truly Awful Things In The World Like War And Murder And Brain Tumors, And We Can’t Fix These Things, So We Look At The Frightening Things That Are Closer To Us And We Magnify Them Until They Burst Open. Inside Is Something That We Can Manage, Something That Isn’t As Awful As It Had A First Seemed. It Is A Relief To Discover That Although There Might Be Axe Murderers And Kidnappers In The World, Most People Seem A Lot Like Us: Sometimes Afraid And Sometimes Brave, Sometimes Cruel And Sometimes Kind.