The moral, of course, is that you must always try to see other people's Point of View before you criticize anybody. Histories are crammed full of unkind things, silly things, and untrue things—why? Be...
The conquering army had perpetrated untold atrocities. The Japanese had occupied my home and twice forced us to leave the land I loved.
Thanks, she said.Yeah? For what? he was thinking.You are the only kid in this whole durned school who is worth shooting.
Shh, he said. Look.Where?Can't you see'um? he whispered. All the Terabithians standing on tiptoe to see you.Me?Shh, yes. There's a rumor going around that the beautiful girl arrving today might be the...
She had nothing against any of the other guests, but once she started she saw no way to stop. There was nothing to do but turn the hose against every arriving guest. No one coming out of the house to...
Now it was time for him to move out. She wasn’t there, so he must go for both of them. It was up to him to pay back to the world in beauty and caring what Leslie had loaned him in vision and strength.
Leslie was one of those people who sat quietly at her desk, never whispering or daydreaming or chewing gum, doing beautiful schoolwork, and yet her brain was so full of mischief that if the teacher co...
Leslie named their secret land Terabithia, and she loaned Jess all of her books about Narnia, so he would know how things went in a magic kingdom—how the animals and the trees must be protected and ho...
Jess wouldn’t argue that, but he saw her as a beautiful wild creature who had been caught for a moment in that dirty old cage of a schoolhouse, perhaps by mistake.
Jess tried going to Terabithia alone, but it was no good. It needed Leslie to make the magic.
It was a three-dimensional nightmare version of some of his own drawings.
It was Leslie who had taken him from the cow pasture into Terabithia and turned him into a king. He had thought that was it. Wasn't king the best you could be? Now it occurred to him that perhaps Tera...
It is not enough to simply teach children to read;we have to give them something worth reading.Something that will stretch their imaginations-something that will help them make sense of their own live...
Intoxicated as he was with the heavens, he could not imagine needing anything on earth.
In the Book of Genesis, Abraham believes that God is commanding him to sacrifice his beloved son as proof of his love and obedience. But just as Abraham is about to thrust the knife into his terrified...
In each of the separate sections Mother would put a different treat—sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, watermelon seeds, sesame cookies, and peanuts.
If you wanted to greet him or get his attention, you had to say: Oh, Mr. Forest-Ranger-who-stands-in-the-tower-watching-out-for-forest fires! If you abbreviated it, or, heaven help us, addressed him s...
I stood there and watched thirty-five children disappear in almost as many different directions and was suddenly horrified by what I’d done. What if someone got lost or hurt? Suppose they didn’t come...
I had no study in those days, not even a desk or file or bookcase to call mine alone....It might have happened sooner [the writing of work worthy of publication] had I had a room of my own and fewer c...
I ain’t got no blood claim on you, and the Lord in Heaven knows I want you to have a good life with your own people. But—her huge bass voice broke up into little squeaky pieces—but it’s killing me to...