Kevin Henkes Quotes

Because she was looking down and focusing her attention so precisely, Alice lost track of time and of herself. She wouldn't be able to put it into words, except to say she felt removed from the world....

People she loved. Happy people. Lots of people.

About Author

Kevin Henkes (born November 27, 1960) is an American author of children's books. He is known for writing and illustrating picture books, the
most notable of which feature mice as their main characters. He also writes middle-grade fiction. As an illustrator he won the Caldecott Medal for Kitten's First Full Moon (2004). Two of his books were Newbery Medal Honor Books, Olive's Ocean in 2004 and The Year of Billy Miller in 2014. His picture book Waiting was named both a 2016 Caldecott Honor Book and a Geisel Honor Book. It was only the second time any author has won that combination of awards.
In 2020, he won the Children's Literature Legacy Award.

He could manage. Ms. Silver happened to be walking by

Didn't it make sense that after something horrible happens, something better should follow?

Today was a difficult day. Tomorrow will be better

Now smile a real smile for me so I know you`re not suffering inside.

She decided that this kind of waiting - waiting for something good and bad tangled together - should be given its own special name.

As she wove in and out of all the people - rushing, talking, eating, laughing; some in clumps, some alone - she realized that no one, no one at all in the airport, or on the entire planet for that mat...

Drop Sisters.

Today was a difficult day.Tomorrow will be better.'-Mr. Slinger

There was something wonderful - something potent even - about a present before it's unwrapped. Especially an unexpected one. Anything could be inside.

Papa? she repeated. She rolled her eyes dramatically. That is so babyish, I can hardly believe it.

But when you see something only once a year it's always new, as if you're seeing it for the first time.

The glittery feeling. She’d named it because it felt to her as if her skin and everything beneath it briefly became shiny and jumpy and bubbly, as if glitter materialized inside her, then rose quickly...

Martha had come up with the nickname Godbee by accident when she was younger than Lucy. Dorothy Boyle had been referred to as Grandma Boyle or Grandma B, for short, to distinguish her from Martha’s ot...

Home was the same as when Martha had left it, but because *she* had changed, her world seemed slightly different, as though she were seeing everything in sharper focus.

He couldn't help but give in to the occasional temptation to replay past events in his mind, altering them, changing them from cruel to comfortable, from sad to happy, from unfair to accommodating. An...

You know, he said, when you were little and tired like this, I’d throw you over my shoulder and carry you home like a sack of rice. Sometimes I wish you were still that little. I wish I could still do...

The sky was full - of blue and sun. The ocean reflected it and was flat and glossy like a fancy ballroom floor. To Martha, this was the most beautiful sight, a miracle. The ocean made her feel insigni...

What do you do when you are really, really sad? When you are full of dread, is what she really meant.Godbee exhaled through her nose, making a whistling sound. Hmm. When I`m genuinely suffering I try...