Sometimes it’s nice to be sick, to give up trying to function, to crawl into bed and be cared for a little.

Can something be a secret if everyone in the whole world knows it?

It’s hard not to be happy when you’re eating a big steak.

Mom always says you can solve most problems at the library, and there’s a lady there who’s my friend. We could ask her about helping Bernice. She has to answer people’s questions. It’s her job.

Because you don’t live in a book. Nobody does, silly. Things never happen the way they would in a book. There isn’t foreshadowing.

Everything had its purpose. If you waited long enough, a useless thing would become useful again.

It’s okay that you don’t know things. It’s okay that you haven’t figured out all the questions yet. It’s okay to feel unsure of yourself and yet still move forward. In fact, you have to. It’s how you’ll find the answers.

The world is a hungry place, and Anna will feed it beauty.