“ Mrs. Murdo, walkind even more briskly to keep her spirits up, was crossing Harken Square when something fell to the pavement just in front of her with a terrific thump. How extraordinary, she thought,… Jeanne DuPrau
“ She realized all at once that Doon, thin, dark eyed Doon, with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket, and his good heart---- was the person she knew better than anyone now. He was her b… Jeanne DuPrau
“ When someone has been mean to you, why would you want to be good to them?' 'You wouldn't want to. That's what makes it hard. You do it anyway. Being good is hard. Much harder than being bad. Jeanne DuPrau
“ Doon was touched. Kenny looked like a tiny little wisp, but there was something strong inside him. --People of Sparks-- Jeanne DuPrau
“ Now Doon seemed to care for his new friends more than he did for her. Every time she thought about him she felt a thud of pain, like a bruised place inside her. Jeanne DuPrau
“ People didn't make life, so they can't destroy it. Even if we were to wipe out every bit of life in the world, we can't touch the place life comes from. Whatever made the plants and animals and people… Jeanne DuPrau
“ How can you stand to do it? The poor little mouse!Grover shrugged. It's nature, he said. Nature likes the snake just as much as the mouse. Jeanne DuPrau
“ Maybe there was no happily ever after [...] but there was happiness sometimes and she had it now, doing what she knew she was born for. Jeanne DuPrau
“ People in Ember rarely threw anything away. They made the best possible use of what they had. Jeanne DuPrau
“ Lina couldn't sleep at first, thinking of the old songs and what they meant. Someone, long ago, had hoped that at least a few people would survive and had wanted them to remember her city and the trea… Jeanne DuPrau
“ Doon went up close to the wall of the hotel and examined the words scratched there. He pictured the people who had done it, clutching their burnt chunks of wood, writing with big, angry strokes in the… Jeanne DuPrau
“ But that was what made things so exciting--nothing was ever how you expected it to be. Jeanne DuPrau
“ What must the ancient world have been like, she wondered, with all these strange things moving around in it? Was it wonderful or terrible? Jeanne DuPrau
“ She started back down the trail. If no dogs find the food, she thought, maybe squirrels will. Or that white bear. Or if no one finds it, then it can all be for God. Only not for the Prophet's God, her… Jeanne DuPrau
