I Prayed To Trees. This Was Easier

Young Children Are Naturally So Philosophical. They Ask: 'what Is Real? What Is Truth?' They Have To Learn It; They Don't Automatically Know It. To Them, It's A Game. You Can Study This For Years In College, And Yet You Probably Asked It When You Were Four Or Five Years Old.

Man Needs Bread And Hyacinths: One To Feed The Body, And One To Feed The Soul.

I Love The Way That Each Book -- Any Book -- Is Its Own Journey. You Open It, And Off You Go. You Are Changed In Some Way, Large Or Small, By Having Traveled With Those Characters.

I Cannot Just Write A Frivolous Book, A La-di-da Book. Everything Isn't La-di-da. There Is Something That's Going To Pull You Up Short. I Want To Reassure Young Readers. I Want To Comfort Them, To Not Fear The Unexpected.

Each Child Brings So Much Joy And Hope Into The World, And That Is Reason Enough For Being Here. As You Grow Older, You Will Contribute Something Else To This World, And Only You Can Discover What That Is.