Wash The Bones, Bring The Body, Leave

When Men Die, They Die In Fear", He Said. "they Take Everything They Need From You, And As A Doctor It Is Your Job To Give It, To Comfort Them, To Hold Their Hand. But Children Die How They Have Been Living - In Hope. They Don't Know What's Happening, So They Expect Nothing, They Don't Ask You To Hold Their Hand - But You End Up Needing Them To Hold Yours. With Children, You're On Your Own. Do You Understand?

Being Taken Seriously, For A Young Writer, Is A Wonderful Form Of Encouragement, But At The Same Time, I Don't Think One Should Ever Feel Like Attempting A Kind Of Artistic Endeavor Is Beyond Your Scope Just Because Of Age Or Inexperience.

My Road To Publishing Actually Came Through A Colleague Who Connected Me To My Agent, And The Faculty At Cornell Was Very Supportive.

In The End, All You Want Is Someone To Long For You When It Comes Time To Put You In The Ground.

We're All Entitled To Our Superstitions.