Category: Madeleine L’Engle
It’s not my brain that’s writing the book, it’s these hands of mine.
Death is contagious; it is contracted the moment we are conceived.
Stories make us more alive, more human, more courageous, more loving.
A straight line is not the shortest distance between two points.
A book comes and says, ‘Write me.
Inspiration usually comes during work, rather than before it.
I do not know everything; still many things I understand.
