My name,” I tell Wilbur in the most dignified voice I can find, “Was inspired by Harriet Quimby, the first female American pilot and the first woman ever to cross the Channel in an aeroplane....

You need to stop caring what people who don’t matter think of you. Be who you are and let everybody else be who they are. Differences are a good thing.

…Our stories are drive by who we are and what we do, and not by the events that happens to us.

Nobody really metamorphoses. Cinderella is always Cinderella, just in a nicer dress. The Ugly Duckling was always a swan, just a smaller version. And I bet the tadpole and the caterpillar still feel the same,...

I suddenly realise that it doesn’t matter how far I go, or how lost I am, or how lonely I feel. I fit in here. I always will.That’s how I know I’m home.

Mr Bott sits down and gestures gracefully to the board. “As you are clearly both fascinated by this text, would you like to explain the significance of Laertes in Hamlet?” He looks at Alexa. “Please...

That’s the truth about people with obsessively organised plans: we’re not trying to control everything in our lives. We’re trying to block out the things we can’t.

I came to get you. I knew you’d freak out.””But…” My head still feels like a helium balloon. “Why?”Nick looks blank. “Because you always freak out.”I shake my head. My voice feels like I’ve swallowed...

Does a caterpillar sit on the same leaf when it’s a butterfly? No! It goes for a little fly and sees something of the world. Does the tadpole stay in the same pond once it’s...