The Name We Give To Something Shapes

It's Such A Thrill When An Adult Comes Up To Me And Says, 'i Read Your Book As A Child And Really Loved It.' That's A Tremendous Compliment.

I Realize, Of Course, That I Wasn't Born Knowing How To Read. I Just Can't Imagine A Time When I Didn't Know How.

All Of Us Can Think Of A Book... That We Hope None Of Our Children Or Any Other Children Have Taken Off The Shelf. But If I Have The Right To Remove That Book From The Shelf - That Work I Abhor - Then You Also Have Exactly The Same Right And So Does Everyone Else. And Then We Have No Books Left On The Shelf For Any Of Us.

As I Look Back On What I Have Written, I Can See That The Very Persons Who Have Taken Away My Time Are Those Who Have Given Me Something To Say.

I Love Revision. Where Else Can Spilled Milk Be Turned Into Ice Cream?