Curse false-hand-holding boys!

They're not chicks. They're ducks.

Dogs like everyone. Cats choose who to like.

You know it’s them books what make you talk funny.

Kids need to see their world reflected back to them.

There's something strange about this big pink bunny.

Being an author of banned books is cool, I've decided.

I know I seem really friendly, but I'm a closet introvert.

I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.

You should eat a waffle! You can't be sad if you eat a waffle!

You shоuld eat а waffle! Yоu саn't bе sad іf уоu eat а waffle!

We all mess up. It's what we learn from our mistakes that matters.

Knowledge was more powerful than fear. Love was stronger than hate.

Every girl on the planet was familiar to one-last-time e-mail checks.

God, it sucks to disappoint your parents, even at forty-two years old.

If everyone started off the day singing, just think how happy they'd be.

Suck it up. This is the life you chose for yourself, so buck up and deal.

Three hot chicks for three hot chicks." "THEY'RE NOT CHICKS! THEY'RE DUCKS!

I'm sorry," he said again, and this time he took those words and owned them.

If you breathed deep and set your mind to it, you could rise above your anger.

I'm always drawn to the underdogs, to the people whose stories don't get told.

When guys talk about sex, eyebrows don't get raised. It's different for girls.

Every time I write a new book, I want to push myself to try something different.

Sometimes I worry I'm writing 'Fifty Shades of Grey' for teenagers, but I'm not.

Christmas is never over,unless you want it to be... Christmas is a state of mind.

It's neither my job nor within my capabilities to save people. But a book sure can try.

Prancing around with marshmallowss on your nipples does *not* constitute living your life fully!

I was just teasing," I say. "I myself don't like to eat plain butter, but hey, it's a free world.

But you have to live in the present. You have to take the old and make it new -- that's my point.

Sometimes when we forget to do things for others, it's because we're too wrapped up in our own problems.

I'm in loooove with this boy, and when you in love with someone, you don't give up on 'em, mo matter what.

I don't shy from controversy. I'm telling stories, and I'll tell whatever story seems like it wants to be told.

Give your kid some credit for being smart - just because they read about something doesn't mean they will do it.

Yes, that man acted ugly," she told us in plain English. "But throwing more ugliness back at him ain't the answer.

Kids are smart. Knowledge is power. Let them figure things out. Don't turn into that grown-up who they won't come to.

Whatever you hold onto that you want to do, and that other people tell you you are foolish to want to do - don't give up.

Hey. What is it that famous person said? 'It'll all work out in the end, and if it doesn't, that means it's not the end yet'?

What is 'power' anyway? Power is an ego trip. Power is a way to rise yourself up by lowering others, and I want nothing of it.

Ideas matter. The world matters. Our lives matter, and the choices we make as we navigate our lives perhaps matter most of all.

I didn't like being alone. Being alone was slightly better than having to deal with people, that's all. Or so I'd convinced myself.

It's unfair how the kids who are starving for attention tended to be so annoying that people had no inclination to give it to them.

Also, as an author, character has always been what I'm most interested in - much more so than plot or setting, although those are good things too.

I understand why parents worry about books - they're worried about their kids. They want to keep their kids safe. But parents aren't always realistic.

What I find cool about being a banned author is this: I'm writing books that evoke a reaction, books that, if dropped in a lake, go down not with a whimper but a splash.

And books are such an empowering way to give voice to some of these kids who aren't yet ready to tell their story. Or don't know what their story is, or are trying to figure it out.

I loved everyone who said yes to the world and tried to make it better instead of worse, because so much in the world was ugly- and just about all the ugly parts were due to humans.

One: Don't play leapfrog with elephants. Two: Don't pet a tiger unless his tail is wagging. Three: Never, ever, mess with the Ladies Auxiliary. -Mayberry Rules for a Long, Happy Life

Some people do want to stand on the rooftop and scream out their story. Others are cowering in the corner, or sitting with a blank face in class, and not knowing how to tell their story.

We are all flawed, my dear. Every one of us. And believe me, we've all made mistakes. You've just got to take a good hard look at yourself, change what needs to be changed, and move one, pet.

I think that ties in with issues of identity as well - that sometimes there are parts of us we want to hide, and then there's other times we say, "You know what? Nope. Done hiding that part."

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