When I was growing up I loved reading historical fiction, but too often it was about males; or, if it was about females, they were girls who were going to grow up to be famous like Betsy Ross, Clara Barton,… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Every pellet has a story all its own. Every pellet has a story all its own. With its fur and teeth and bones And… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“The path is a ribbon of moonlight across a dusky sea. The wind sings a song that beckons us To that great and mighty tree. We are the Greenowls of Ambala, clad in raiments of moss, Sprigged with lichens and grasses Then gilded with silvery frost. Fair and square we play- for a sporting lot we are. We ride the… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share
“I am like glass to him, like water, Hannah thought to herself, alone now in the music room, heart racing. He sees through me,… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. 'Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK! — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“You are a mask.You are nothing more!There is nothing behind your mask,not a face,nothing!I shall fly in the fullness of the night.Under the moon… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“Why, if one were Queen, would one ever want to marry? If one is ruler, is it not better to both King and Queen?… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“—Night is Done— Night is done, gone the moon, gone the stars From the skies. Fades the black of the night Comes the morn… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Everything here at St. Aggie's is upside down and inside out. It's our job not to get moon blinked and to stand right side… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“Then Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. “Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK!” — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Flutter like a hummingbird, Dive like an eagle, Ain't no bird that's my equal. - Twilight — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
