The Way We Started Was,

No One Cared What She Wanted. No One Had Ever Cared. And Perhaps, Worst Of All, No One Ever Would Care.

Normally, Edward Would Have Found Intrusive, Clingy Behavior Of This Sort Very Annoying, But There Was Something About Sarah Ruth. He Wanted To Take Care Of Her. He Wanted To Protect Her. He Wanted To Do More For Her. (page 135)

I Show Up And Try, But I May Have To Ask Myself If I Need To Wait And Let Myself Regenerate And Take A Break. I Know That This Thing That Makes The Stories Has To Be Treated Gently. So Sometimes I'll Just Stop And Let The Well Fill Up. With My Work, Sometimes I Hate Doing It, But I Love Having Done It. The Key Is To Keep Doing It.

At The Thought Of Being Eaten By Rats, Despereaux Forgot About Being Brave. He Forgot About Not Being A Disappointment. He Felt Himself Heading Into Another Faint. But His Mother, Who Had An Excellent Sense Of Dramatic Timing, Beat Him To It; She Executed A Beautiful, Flawless Swoon, Landing Right At Despereaux's Feet.

You Must Be Filled With Expectancy. You Must Be Awash In Hope. You Must Wonder Who Will Love You, Whom You Will Love Next.