We're good at taking care of little kids, and spend a lot of energy teaching them things like how to read. But… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
They yell at me because I can't see what they see. Nobody can explain to me why my eyes work different than… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I lift my arm out of the water. It's a log. Put it back under and it blows up even bigger. People… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I’m the girl who trips on the dance floor and can’t find her way to the exit. All eyes on me. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I look at my homely sketch. It doesn't need anything. Even through the river in my eyes I can see that. It… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
The light beyond my eyes flashflashflashes with a hundred futures for me. Doctor. Ship's captain. Forest ranger. Librarian. Beloved of that man… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
No, I am never setting foot in this house again it scares me and makes me sad and I wish you could… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“The word ghost sounds like memory. The word therapy means exorcism” — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Censorship is the child of fear and the father of ignorance. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“I have this halfway place, a rest stop on the road to sleep, where I can stay for hours. I don't even need to… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I can see us, living in the woods, her wearing that A, me with a S maybe, S for silent, S for stupid, for… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Eating plain toast will detonate her. "I'll have some honey." When the bread is done I scrape on a microscopic layer of it and… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I am learning how to be angry and sad and lonely and joyful and excited and afraid and happy. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“Leaning against my father, the sadness finally broke open inside me, hollowing out my heart and leaving me bleeding. My feet felt rooted in… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have to… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I doubt trees are ever told to 'be the screwed-up ninth-grader.' — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
