Purposefully
Orange chest-hair
Night, there was a real bad thunderstorm. But what woke me up wasn’t the thunder and lightning. It was Winn-Dixie, whining and butting his head against my bedroom door. Winn-Dixie, I said. What are yo...
Greatly. If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless.
You must be filled with expectancy. You must be awash in hope. You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next.
You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.
When the other Dr. Meescham was alive and I could not sleep, do you know what he would do for me? This man would put on his slippers and he would go out into the kitchen and he would fix for me sardin...
What matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down, but who picks us up.
What matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down but who picks up.
We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other. And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us.
To Flora, the doorbell sounded like the electric chair. Not
There’s no point in going on if you feel that way. No point at all. You must be filled with expectancy. You must be awash in hope. You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next. I am done...
She was terribly pleased, because she had always, secretly, deep within her heart, believed that she could fly. And now here she was, doing what she had long suspected she could do, and she could not...
Perhaps this is a dream, said Madam La Vaughn from her chair. Perhaps the whole thing has been nothing but a dream.
If the wishes came true, they came true in terrible ways. Wishes were dangerous things. That was the idea you got from fairy tales.
He allowed his brother to lead him to his fate.
Forgiveness, reader, is, I think, something very much like hope and love - a powerful, wonderful thing.And a ridiculous thing, too.
Edward thought about everything that had happened to him in his short life. What kind of adventures would you have if you were in the world for a century? The old doll said, I wonder who will come for...
Despereaux turned. He looked up and into the Head Mouse's eyes. They were dark eyes, deep and sad and frightened. And as Despereaux looked into them, his heart thudded once, twice.
Despereaux marveled at his own bravery.He admired his own defiance.And then, reader, he fainted.