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 Copy Share Image
“At this time in his life Zinkoff sees no difference between the stars in the sky and the stars in his mother's… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“Let's just be fabulous where we are. You be you and I'll be me, today and today and today, and let's trust… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“Let's just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I'll be me, today and today and… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
I felt alone on the planet, drifting through the cosmos. With both hands I reached out to the night. There was no… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“Let the stars keep track of us. Let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
As we approached each other, the noise and the students around us melted away and we were utterly alone, passing, smiling, holding… — 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 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 he heard.… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
Nobody has the time, the time cannot be owned. The time is free to everyone — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
You’ll know her more by your questions than by her answers. Keep looking at her long enough. One day you might see someone you… — Jerry Spinelli 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 chapters.” — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
Nobody knows who said it first, but somebody must have: 'Kid's gotta be a maniac. — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“But feelings, they don't care about telling. They just go right on, piling on top of one another like a big sandwich.” — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
“chewed time like a wad of bubble gum and stretched it across the darkness all the way to dawn, when the light at the… — Jerry Spinelli 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 Copy Share Image
