Kids Are Naturally Inventive And Curious And

I Guess There's A Sort Of Cycle With Writing Books. There's All The Researching And Then The Imagining And Writing - Which Is The Real Job - And Then There's Always A Period When The Book Comes Out And You Have To Lift Your Head And Venture Out.

I Like Beryl Bainbridge A Great Deal, And She Is A Writer Who Absolutely Demands To Be Read A Second, Third, And Fourth Time. I Admire Her Great Courage In Leaving So Much Unsaid And Asking The Reader To Really Engage Her Brain.

Sometimes I Look Back And I Am Shocked. Everyday Of My Life I Have Prepared For Success, Worked For It, Waited For It, And You Don't Notice How The Days Pass Until Nearly A Lifetime Is Finished. Then It Hits You--the Thing You Have Been Waiting For Has Already Gone By. And It Was Going In The Other Direction. It's Like I've Been Waiting On The Wrong Side Of The Road For A Bus That Was Already Full." P. 265

She Touched His Hand For The Last Time. "oh, Karim, That We Have Already Done. But Always There Was A Problem Between Us. How Can I Explain? I Wasn't Me, And You Weren't You. From The Very Beginning To The Very End, We Didn't See Things. What We Did--we Made Each Other Up." P. 382

I Rarely Get A Moment To Myself, But I Love The Way That My Agenda Is Dictated By The Children, Not My Work.