Every life, every story, has peaks and valleys. You are walking through a low spot now. Perhaps it’s foggy in the valley. And maybe you can’t see the path anymore. But it’s there. Keep walking...

What is childhood without stories? And how will children fall in love with stories without bookstores? You can’t get that from a computer.

I walked to the bookcase and examined the storybooks inside. As a girl, I had dreamed of having stacks of books at my disposal–stories to get lost in, other worlds to live in when mine...

The stars have their own language, you know. If you’re careful, you can learn it.

All I hear is my own grating thoughts. Is there anything more horrid than being trapped inside yourself with nothing but your own insecurities.

I’ve come to realize that you can fight a lot of things in life, but you can’t help who you love. You can’t change who your heart chooses. I’m afraid that very fact will be...