“I resolved that if I was ever in a war, I would be a dumb nonspy.” — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
This was the ghetto: where children grow down instead of up. — Jerry Spinelli Children Copy Share Image
“The sounds of extinct birds may be preserved in the songs of mockingbirds” — Jerry Spinelli Bird Copy Share Image
“You're a kid trying to figure out the world you were born into, that's all.” — Jerry Spinelli Birth Copy Share Image
Now I don't really write for adults or kids - I don't write for kids, I write about them. I think you… — Jerry Spinelli Adults Copy Share Image
“The echo of her laughter is the second sunrise I awaken to each day, and at night I feel it is more… — Jerry Spinelli Laughter Copy Share Image
“in the book i'm reading (The Principal) the main chareter best friend has to go to a differnt school. I can picture… — jerry spinelli Best friend Copy Share Image
“When you're inside your own story, you don't see things like a reader. You don't see your life in tidy paragraphs and… — Jerry Spinelli Books Copy Share Image
Maybe it was the angle, but her fawn's eyes, looking up at me, seemed larger than ever. I had to make an… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
I have to tell you I love living in a world without clocks. The shackles are gone. I’m a puppy unleashed in… — Jerry Spinelli Clock Copy Share Image
“Let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet… — Jerry Spinelli Brave Copy Share Image
And the more you love someone, the safer it is to be mad at them. Love can handle mad, no problem. — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“So, I said, when does the enchantment start? We were sitting side by side, facing the mountains. "It started when the earth… — Jerry Spinelli Enchantment Copy Share Image
She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
Where were we?" she said. "Getting credit," I said. "What about it?" "Well, it's nice to get credit." The spokes of her… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
The earth is speaking to us, but we can't hear because of all the racket our senses are making. Sometimes we need… — Jerry Spinelli Astronomy Copy Share Image
They don't live here. They live in Heaven.' Where's that?' I don't know,' I said. 'Enos says it's right here, on this… — Jerry Spinelli America Copy Share Image
She taught me to revel. She taught me to wonder. She taught me to laugh. My sense of humor had always measured… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“You're really dumb," she whispered in my ear. "Yeah?" "Yeah. Why do you think there're eighteen pebbles in my wagon?" And then… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
Did I ever tell you my pet peeve?' No,' I said. People who dress up their pets to look like Little Lord… — Jerry Spinelli Animal Copy Share Image
It's a shame publishers send rejection slips. Writers should get something more substantial than a slip that amounts to a pile of… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was no music. She had no friends, yet she was the… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
Throughout the day, Stargirl had been dropping money. She was the Johnny Appleseed of loose change: a penny here, a nickel there.… — Jerry Spinelli Benches Copy Share Image
It was the day of the worms. That first almost-warm, after-the-rainy-night day in April, when you bolt from your house to find… — Jerry Spinelli April Copy Share Image
“Our hearts yearn backward. We long to be found, hoping our searchers have not given up and gone home. But I no… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“I began to feel again something that I had been only dimly aware of before. It was a small, surprising sense of… — Jerry Spinelli Enchanted Copy Share Image
“You're cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you're stuck on tomorrow, and… — Jerry Spinelli Cheating yourself Copy Share Image
“He still heard his mother's voice--"Davey"--rise like whisper-dust from unseen corners in the house, but it was no longer the only voice… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
Letter from Mr. B: Why does a back scratch feel better coming from somebody else than if you do it yourself? — Jerry Spinelli Do it yourself Copy Share Image
Who are you if you lose your favorite person? Can you lose your favorite person without losing yourself? I reach for Stargirl… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“When's the next star party?" "Spring" "Spring. Long time to wait." "The sky's not going anywhere.” — Jerry Spinelli Astronomy Copy Share Image
Or maybe you’re merely uncomfortable with uncertainty. Like the rest of the human race. — Jerry Spinelli Doubt Copy Share Image
Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. Moonlight spins a shroud about me. — Jerry Spinelli Graveyard Copy Share Image
“When the sun is a bike ride away, I will hear it. It will sound like wind in treetops. I will awaken.” — Jerry Spinelli Bike Ride Copy Share Image
“War became less about machine-gun chatter and spectacular explosions and more about people.” — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
I feel like I'm playing chess underwater. The pieces keep floating away. I don't know where things are. I can't figure out… — Jerry Spinelli Chess Copy Share Image
