Morality is a burglar's tool whose merit lies in never being left behind at the scene of the crime.

If children had been told that they could not blow their noses, this alone would make adults blush.

In the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense.

Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness, a conundrum that she couldn’t even begin to solve.

It seems to be that way with most things. No one to do the really disagreeable jobs except oneself.

I was born in Philadelphia and currently live in Minneapolis. I write for both children and adults.

The way we started was, Alison [McGhee] said, 'Tall girl, short girl.' We had no plans beyond that.

I think that sometimes we open our hearts a little more easily to animals than we do to each other.

I always remember my childhood as traumatic, for various reasons; I always felt alienated, outside.

Ninety percent of the trouble in this world comes from guys who think they have something to prove.

They think we’re intelligent. So, Marco, keep quiet. We don’t want them to learn the truth.” Rachel

Oh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long.

The great thing to remember is we can do whatever we wish to do provided our wish is strong enough.

What do you want most to do? That's what I have to keep asking myself, in the face of difficulties.

When you accept a leadership role, you take on extra responsibility for your actions toward others.

I grew up writing about the paranormal, and I blame too many Saturday mornings watching Scooby Doo.

I used to write reviews for 'Artbomb.' Our policy was to only cover books we loved and recommended.

She had the same responsibility as everybody else did: to live as softly as she could in the world.

When I'm looking for an idea, I'll do anything--clean the closet, mow the lawn, work in the garden.

The most frightening thing in the world is to discover the abnormal in that which is closest to us.

I think statistics go in one ear and out the other. All of us respond to stories more than numbers.

I think.' she said, 'that sometimes we don't feel the things that we are. But others can feel them.

When you get . . . to the end, you see that love and family are all there is. Nothing else matters.

A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.

Do you think Arabs are dumb? They gave us our numbers. Try doing long division with Roman numerals.

[I write] intuitively, reflexively, as if skiing down a steep mountain slope with no time to think.

I hate it that Americans are taught to fear some books and some ideas as though they were diseases.

Educate yourself, welcome life's messiness, read Chekhov, avoid becoming an architect at all costs.

In those days great teachers at Shortridge [High School] were celebrities. I would look up to them.

If the only tool you have is a hammer, all your problems begin to look like nails. - Abraham Maslow

I never know what I'm going to write next, and when I think I do I usually turn out to be mistaken.

Life could be limitless joy, if we would only take it for what it is, in the way it is given to us.

All the true heroes of history will be forgotten and all the villains will be remembered as heroes.

The best thoughts most often come in the morning after waking, while still in bed or while walking.

What is reason given me for, if I am not to use it to avoid bringing unhappy beings into the world!

Never feel safe with the woman you love, for a woman's nature conceals more dangers than you think.

But sometimes what we call 'memory' and what we call 'imagination' are not so easily distinguished.

If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison' it is certain to disagree with you sooner or later.

All the small, simple, conscious acts of living a sudden defense against the dying we do every day.

Do we want to feel better or do we want to be effective? Are we sentimentalists or are we warriors?

A tendency to fly too straight at a goal, instead of circling around it, often carries one too far.

Marcia was incredibly organized, obsessively neat ... I mean she folded her underwear like origami.

Maybe we're all like that with our mothers. They seem ordinary until one day they're extraordinary.

It be better, I think, to climb out in search of something, instead of hating, what you're leaving.

So many of my books, I don't want to say they have messages, but they have important things to say.

I don't sit down to write a funny story. Every single thing I sit down to write is meant to be sad.

It's very easy to accept and love those who are like us, but to love someone different is very hard

By the time I finished the book [All Alone in the Universe], Robin Roy was saying, "More pictures!"

Pranking exposes the truth that underneath this appearance of order is joy, laughter, and disorder.

How true it is that, sooner or later, the' most rebellious must bow beneath the yoke of misfortune!

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