“Passing time isn't a steady thing. People try to measure it, but some days seem to have years packed into them, and others pass in the blink of an eye. Some days matter, and others don't.”

“my grandpa and grandma aren't like me. They're more like sheets drying outside on a breezy day--they change directions without any fuss. But me, if I was a sheet and the wind blew me, I'd never stop flapping.”

“in the summer, it's short greens and tall greens and sometimes a smudge of other colors. In winter, it's squinty white,and sometimes deep when it looks flat. In early spring and late fall, the town gets brown and black, like an old photograph.”

“not really a quote but here is isThe setting is the start.The story hangs from that hook,and the characters move slowly around one another.Each piece has its own shape and size.The characters think they see the wires that connect them.But that isn't possible.Or is it?Who makes the rules?”

“I love the way a list makes a big hodgepodge of things simmer down and behave.”

“The greatest art belongs to the world. Do not be intimidated by the experts. Trust your instincts. Do not be afraid to go against what you were taught, or what you were told to see or believe. Every person, every set of eyes, has the right to the truth.”

“I don't know how anyone else sees the world and no one else sees the world exactly how I see the world! We each see in our own, unique way.”