...the long train ride was like traveling through limbo. You weren't anywhere when you were on a train, she decided. You weren't where you had been, and you weren't yet where you were going. You were...
Watched in horror until Walter Cronkite finally announced the news that Kennedy was dead. The boys didn’t try to argue about the stupidity of the ancient Hebrews again.
Life ain't supposed to be nothing, 'cept maybe tough
The Municipal Councils in these areas excluded Chinese members, and the police and civil servants were foreigners. Even the names of the streets reflected foreign imperialism—such as Jessfield Road, o...
He may not have been born with guts, but he did not have to die without them.
You think it's so great to die and make everyone cry and carry on. Well it ain't.
Sitting in cold wet britches for an hour was no fun even in a magic kingdom.
Many people are angry when they make a mistake, but very few people have the sense to be sorry.
It was up to him to pay back to the world in beauty and caring what Leslie had loaned him in vision and strength.
Church always seemed the same. Jess could tune it out the same way he tuned out school, with his body standing up and sitting down in unison with the rest of the congregation but his mind numb and flo...
Bridge to Terabithia takes us by the hand and leads us into a room that we have never entered before. After we read this story, we cannot unknow what we now know. We are devastated, emotionally rent....
Allí, en su lugar secreto, sus sentimientos hervían dentro de él como un guisado en la lumbre; algunos eran tristes por su soledad, pero también había rastros de felicidad. Poder ser su único amigo en...
Agnes.
We all learn here by the honorable path of horrible mistakes.
There are no guarantees of success, much less of quality. If you don’t dare to be a mediocre writer, you’ll never be a writer at all.
She had tricked him. She had made him leave his old self behind and come into her world, and then before he was really at home in it too late to go back, she had left him stranded there - like an astr...
Self-censorship can be very damaging to a story. When our chief goal is not to offend someone, we are not likely to write a book that will deeply affect someone.
Parents were what they were; it was not up to you to try to puzzle them out.
One of the novels that was hardest for me to write had to deal with the horrible slaughter of war. I almost didn’t finish Rebels of the Heavenly Kingdom for just that reason.
Mother put it like this: Besides taking out my misplaced appendix, he put all my other insides just where they should have been.