“There is no shame in darkness.”

“The calm skies that drifted above us lulled us into thinking this traverse would be smooth, but after several hours, the unsteady sea had taken its toll on me and after a light lunch and a brief sw...”

“In the City of Light, the stars are blind. Our constellations do not reside in the skies.”

“Divided - No tides of time or distance will wash away your step. It does not fleet as they do, those gladiators and their mighty spears or the beasts that howl into the dark for release. Our story ...”

“For a long moment we didn't move. We just stared at each other. So much time had passed since our eyes last met. So much had changed. I turned away and pressed my head to the cold window pane. I tr...”

“What Will Linger/Hollow of Him - They crept so quietly back. Mere hints of words, at first, then whispers in the loud echoing a winter past. In this place, hollow of Him, his poetry resounded. I co...”

“Some experiences are universal. A girl is a girl whether she lives in West Omaha or Sweet Valley. Books are often far more than books.”

“A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.”

“The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,And all the sweet serenity of books”

“I am a person before I am anything else. I never say I am a writer. I never say I am an artist...I am a person who does those things.”

“The point, I decided, wasn't to have the autobiography or even the memories. The point was who I became when I wrote.”

“The willingness to reach inside every part of yourself opens the door to total understanding. You place your entire identity on the line, not just an isolated part. This may sound daunting, but act...”

“Never trust a mirror,' his mother had told him. 'They never tell the truth unless you make them.”

“You're an intensely attractive woman. You do know that, don't you?" To her silence, he replied, "You'd believe me if you could see your”

“Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.”