“I suppose the message of this tale, if it has one at all, is that love does not come from being quiet or docile, well-to-do or empty-headed, pretty or poised. I am not too sure of that... love comes from a delicious mix of wild fancies, too many books, friendships, tyranny, kindness, tantrums, beating hearts, foolishness, tenderness, looking at the word with sparkling eyes, laughing until you cry and lots and lots of disobedience.”