If I could only turn the etch-a-sketch of my life upside down.Collection: Etch A Sketch
The happy ending is hardly important, though we may be glad its there. The real joy is knowing that if you felt the trouble in the story, your kingdom isnt dead.Collection: Real
When you think about it, giving up your real personality is a small price to pay for the richness of living happily ever after with an actual man!Collection: Giving Up
You know that great car-stomach feeling when you fly over a hump? That was my whole body.Collection: Car
gospel singing ... is the rawest, sweetest, uninhibited and exquisite sounds a person can make or hear. It isn't music, it's an entire experience you feel and live. A sound to rise you up again.Collection: Music
Race and class are the easiest divisions. It's very stupidCollection: Stupid
You'll never call him Fifi again.Collection: Funny
Love will make a way out of no wayCollection: Way
It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of meCollection: Heart
You can't know what a book is about until the very end. This is true of a book we're reading or writing.Collection: Book
The thing I call ‘my mind’ seems to be kind of like a landlord that doesn’t really know its tenants.Collection: Mind
What if she stepped on a needle and it went right into her foot and Roberta would not feel it and the needle would rise and rise and rise through the veins leading up to the heart and then the needle would STAB HER IN THE HEART and Roberta would DIE and it would be VERY PAINFUL this according to nurse mother a medical expert on Freaky Ways to Croak... The mother shouted that she knew several people who died from the Rising Stab of the Unfelt Needle or RSUN she has seen cases of it many times and not ONE PERSON HAS SURVIVED IT.Collection: Mother
By the 6th grade I stopped doing ordinary things in front of people. It had been ordinary to sing, kids are singing all the time when they are little, but then something happens. It's not that we stop singing. I still sang. I just made sure I was alone when I did it. And I made sure I never did it accidentally. That thing we call 'bursting into song.' I believe this happens to most of us. We are still singing, but secretly and all alone.Collection: Song
You can’t know what a book is about until the very end. This is true of a book we’re reading or writing.Collection: Reading