I feel myself shriveling along with my world, getting smaller and harder. I'm turning into a rock, and in some ways that's good, because rocks last forever. But if this is how I'm going to last forever, then I don't… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share Image
“I never really thought about how when I look at the moon it’s the same moon Shakespeare and Marie Antoinette and George Washington and… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
Great, the worlds coming to an end and we're fixing it with Band-Aids — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
Maybe I'm wrong," Mom said. "Maybe the world really is coming to an end." "Should I try Fox News?" I asked. Mom shuddered. "We're… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
“This past year I grew up to know hunger, grief, darkness, fear. I began to understand how lonely you can feel even when all… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
But it's our curse and our blessing to remember the past and to know there's a future. —Charlie — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
Matt looked up kids from his high school class. Only three were listed as dead, but a bunch were listed as missing/presumed dead. As… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
Even the rats are drowning,' Alex said. Nah,' Kevin said. 'They've been taking swimming lessons at the Y. — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
What about desserts?" I asked. "If the world comes to an end, I'm going to want cookies." "We're all going to want cookies if… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
“It’s amazing. I never used to like red cabbage, but now when I get only a teaspoon of it, it’s all I can think… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
I wonder if I'll ever have to decide which is worse, life as we're living or no life at all. — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
“I wondered how many people had sung "By the dawn's early light' yesterday and were dead today.” — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
Sometimes the rules don't work. Sometimes the rules cause the anarchy. — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
“Every day when I go to sleep I think what a jerk I was to have felt sorry for myself the day before. My… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
...when I came back, I found Mom sobbing at the kitchen table...Then I asked her what had happened. 'Nothing,'she said. 'I was thinking about… — Susan Beth Pfeffer Copy Share
