A sailor may choose the wind to ride out of seaport, but the wind has a mind of it's own. — Avi Copy Share Image
A sailor chooses the wind that takes the ship from a safe port. Ah, yes, but once you're abroad, as you have… — Avi Copy Share Image
My mind has become somewhat like a book. What I mean by that is that when I look at the world, I… — Avi Copy Share Image
I don't like the idea of a book being a test or being used for a test. The way - in my opinion -… — Avi Copy Share Image
“Something Zachariah told me filled my mind and excited my heart: "A Sailor," he said, "chooses the wind that takes the ship from a… — Avi Copy Share Image
“Laurence, not sure what to do, remained standing below the steps. "And who is this?" Mrs Hamlyn asked. Patrick looked back. "His name is… — Avi Copy Share Image
I think you become a writer when you stop writing for yourself or your teachers and start thinking about readers. — Avi Copy Share Image
Now give me a kiss, say you love me and off you go." "Sure, Aunt Lu," I said, and I gave her the kiss… — Avi Copy Share Image
All I can think is that when you torment a person...the soul dies. When the soul dies, I suppose mercy dies, too. — Avi Copy Share Image
“The boys, hearing this declaration, allowed not the slightest hint that they had ever heard anything like it before.” — Avi Copy Share Image
Listen and watch the world around you. Don't be satisfied with answers others give you. — Avi Copy Share Image
