Things Are Strongest Where They're Broken.

Myrna Could Spend Happy Hours Browsing Bookcases. She Felt If She Could Just Get A Good Look At A Person’s Bookcase And Their Grocery Cart, She’d Pretty Much Know Who They Were.

To Be Honest, The Only Thing I Ever Really Wanted To Be Was A Writer - Since I Read 'charlotte's Web' As A Child.

What People Mistook For Safety Was In Fact Captivity.

The Night Is A Strawberry.

I Had To Learn Compassion. Had To Learn What It Felt Like To Hate, And To Forgive And To Love And Be Loved. And To Lose People Close To Me. Had To Feel Deep Loneliness And Sorrow. And Then I Could Write.