Lizzie said that if you imagined you were standing on the moon, looking down on the earth, you wouldn't be able to see the itty-bitty people racing around worrying you wouldn't see the barn falling in or the cow stuck in the pond; you wouldn't see the mean Granger kids squirting mustard on your white dress. You would see the most beautiful blue oceans and green lands, and the whole earth would look like a giant blue-and-green marble floating in the sky. Your worries would seem so small, maybe invisible.
Sharon Creech
I love the way that each book -- any book -- is its own journey. You open it, and off you go. You are changed in some way, large or small, by having traveled with those characters.
characters journey book small open love books
A person isn't a bird. You can't cage a person.
freedom
Sometimeswhen you are trying not to think about somethingit keeps popping back in your headyou can't help ityou think about itand think about itand think about ituntil your brainfeels likea squashed pea.
life
Sometimes you know in your heart you love someone, but you have to go away before your head can figure it out.
I don't want tobecause boysdon't write poetry. Girls do.
poetry
So much dependsupona blue carsplattered with mudspeeding down the road.
Then I thought, boy, isn't that just typical? You wait and wait and wait for something, and then when it happens, you feel sad.
sad waiting
I tried. Can't do it. Brain's empty.
truth
What I have since realized is that if people expect you to be brave, sometimes you pretend that you are, even when you are frightened down to your very bones.
fear expectations
meditation
Love walk two moons
sadness
You can't keep the birds of sadness from flying over your head, but you can keep them from nesting in your hair.
I was wishing I was invisible. Outside, the leaves were falling to the ground, and I was infinitely sad, sad down to my bones. I was sad for Phoebe and her parents and Prudence and Mike, sad for the leaves that were dying, and sad for myself, for something I had lost.
How can you love a little catso muchin such ashortshorttime?
cat
The sea, the sea, the sea. It rolled and rolled and called to me. Come in, it said, come in.
sea
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