Reality Is A Fragile Thing.

I Don't Like To Eat The Same Dish Every Day, So I Read Very Different Things.

She Pressed Her Hand Against Her Chest. No Heart. So Where Did The Love She Felt Come From?

I Just Did A Picture Book Called The Wildest Brother On Earth, And You Will Find Both Of My Children In There.

Life Was More Difficult In Inkheart, Yet It Seemed To Meggie That With Every New Day Fenoglio's Story Was Spinning A Magic Spell Around Her Heart, Sticky As A Spider's Web And Enchantingly Beautiful.

My Son Always Says I Like Very Weird Music.