“It's a lost and lonely kind of feeling, To wake up wearing a disguise. I lie in bed staring at the ceiling, I don't know who I am There's little that I can Fully recognize… But I'm taking small steps,… — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
“And what would you like, Sharie?" asked Miss Mush. "What do you have?" asked Sharie. "Potato salad". "What else is there?" asked Sharie. "Nothing"… — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
I think of a book and a play, or a book and a movie, as two separate things - I don't think of it… — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
Rattlesnakes would be a lot more dangerous if they didn't have the rattle. — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
I jog in the morning and then write for about two hours. There are times when I'm really excited and can't wait to get… — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
“He didn’t have any friends at home. He was overweight and the kids at his middle school often teased him about his size. Even… — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
“If only, if only, the woodpecker sighs, The bark on the tree was just a little bit softer. While the wolf waits below, hungry… — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
But don't forget who you really are. And I'm not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else,… — Louis Sachar Copy Share Image
