I Remember My Fourth Grade Teacher Reading

But Don't Forget Who You Really Are. And I'm Not Talking About Your So-called Real Name. All Names Are Made Up By Someone Else, Even The One Your Parents Gave You. You Know Who You Really Are. When You're Alone At Night, Looking Up At The Stars, Or Maybe Lying In Your Bed In Total Darkness, You Know That Nameless Person Inside You...your Muscles Will Toughen. So Will Your Heart And Soul. That's Necessary For Survival. But Don't Lose Touch With That Person Deep Inside You, Or Else You Won't Really Have Survived At All.

I'm Not Stupid. I Know Everybody Thinks I Am. I Just Don't Like Answering Their Questions.

In A Way, It Made Him Sad. He Couldn't Help But Think That A Hundred Times Zero Was Still Nothing.

Toni Hears Voices," Said Trapp. "but Who Is This Dr. Ellsworth To Tell Her She's A Schizophrenic? Maybe She Just Perceives Better Than The Rest Of Us. Maybe The Voices She Hears Are Just Uncommunicated Ideas, Floating Free.

I Didn't Become A Good Writer Until I Learned How To Rewrite. And I Don't Just Mean Fixing Spelling And Adding A Comma. I Rewrite Each Of My Books Five Or Six Times, And Each Time I Change Huge Portions Of The Story.