The world doesn't stop because you are in love or in mourning or in need of time to think. And so when I have thought I was in my story or in charge of it, I really have only been on the edge of it.

Nothing, however, bemused the Indians more than the European habit of blowing their noses into a fine handkerchief, folding it carefully, and placing it back in their pockets as if it were a treasured memento.

The real heroes are the librarians and teachers who at no small risk to themselves refuse to lie down and play dead for censors.

Written By Sarah Dessen

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