“What it love, you ask. Dear child, love is like the light and there are two kinds, the bursting fireworks of the moment and the solid, fixed stars that sometimes become obscured in the heavens, but are always there, year… — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
Most of our miseries we bring on ourselves. And they're the sum of our own stupidity. — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
I want a place. It has to do with the kind of person I want to be. And how I fit in to everything.… — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
“So we gave the afternoon some sanity after all and I wonder, Uncle Andrew, is life sane, as we tried to make it? Or… — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
A person has to be strong in life. A person must practice strength, even if they don't feel it. — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
“What it love, you ask. Dear child, love is like the light and there are two kinds, the bursting fireworks of the moment and… — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
When I wrote, I felt better, as if I had remade the world all of a piece, the way I wanted it to be,… — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
When a woman's face is wrinkled And her hairs are sprinkled, With gray, Lackaday! Aside she's cast, No one respect will pay; Remember, Lasses,… — Ann Rinaldi Copy Share Image
