You could pick out what felt surprising in a book or poem and then save it, as long as you also wrote down the name of the person who wrote it first.

Be a squeaky wheel but talk nice.

Reading is a tool no one can take away. A million bad things may happen in life and it’ll still be with you, like a flashlight that never needs a battary. Reading can offer a crack of light on the blackest of nights.

Inside this building, the world had felt generous, limitless, like a safe spot for dreams to grow.

It occurred to her that the more you looked at less, the more less became more.

The smallest detail may be the one that matters the most.

Perhaps Calder’s secret lies in the idea that each mobile is, truly, a metaphor for the experience of living, for the interconnected movement of separate elements that make up a life. Each mobile tells us to stop, to wonder, to wonder some more, and to celebrate.

Picasso said that art is a lie, but a lie that tells the truth”... Calder wondered what Picasso had meant. Was it that art wasn’t exactly the real world, but it said something real?

You will come to agree with me.

She wouldn’t be helpless, not ever, not if she could see a way out. She wouldn’t allow that to happen. She could see that being helpless in a situation like this was dangerously close to becoming just plain less.