You never forget the books you loved as a kid. You never forget the poems you memorized, the first book you read until the cover fell off, the book you read hidden from your mother. What an honor to hold hands with a child's imagination in this way.

Take care not to listen to anyone who tells you what you can and can't be in life.

Nothing ends. There is only transformation, ugly as it may be.

Growing up is like walking through glass doors that only open one way--you can see where you came from but can't go back.