We are small but we are many<br/>We are many we are small<br/>We were here before you rose<br/>We will be here when you fall.

As we age$$$ we become our parents; live long enough and we see faces repeat in time.

I saw the world I had walked since my birth and I understood how fragile it was$$$ that the reality was a thin layer of icing on a great dark birthday cake writhing with grubs and nightmares and hunger.

There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of un-hatched chicks.

If you want to imagine the future$$$ imagine a boy and his dog and his friends. And a summer that never ends.

You don't have to test everything to destruction just to see if you made it right.

We often confuse what we wish for with what is.

Different people remember things differently$$$ and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the same$$$ whether they were there or not.

Growing up$$$ I took so many cues from books. They taught me most of what I knew about what people did$$$ about how to behave. They were my teachers and my advisers.

Rule number one: Don't fuck with librarians.