I couldn’t remember the last time I had stayed up into the squeaky hours of the night because I couldn’t put a… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Many times I have learned that, you never judge a book by its cover. Like people, it is the inside that counts. — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust,… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Personally, I believe “Young Adult” to be an arbitrary title that means the book "Can be enjoyed by anyone/Has a main character… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Besides being witty and funny and maybe the best novel ever written, it’s also the most perfect romance in all of literature… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Once she'd thought all the knowledge in the world was contained in the princess academy's thirteen books. Now she faced thousands. She… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
I’ve always believed that as an author, I do 50% of the work of storytelling, and the reader does the other 50%.… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
The rewrites are a struggle right now. Sometimes I wish writing a book could just be easy for me at last. But… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
Tegus, I'm leaving this book behind for you, so you will know the why of it all, and maybe you'll forgive me,… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Well, write me into the list of Those Who Don’t Mind a Bit,” said Cupid, eyeing his perfectly toned arms and chest. “My, but… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Enna leaned back her head and laughed at the sky. 'Of course he wasn't! Who could kill Razo? — Shannon Hale Copy Share
“Um… I guess that’s that,” said Cerise. “That?” said Maddie. “That is never that. This is that. Or else that is this. And this… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first page and… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
How I keep trying to force our story into a fairy tale, but from the beginning, it's been more like a nursery rhyme." "Bizarre… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
“He wildly combed his hair with his fingers. “I can’t bear to be out there with you right now, all those indifferent people watching… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page? — Shannon Hale Copy Share
The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts. — Shannon Hale Copy Share
“It was my jewelry!” Briar shouted after his father because he’d forgotten to ask what was stolen.” — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Oh, but I like my geese. Like cats, they can't be told what to do, and like dogs, they're loyal, and like people, they… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
