“She said that time was like the Mississippi River. It only flows in one direction. She meant you could never go back. But of course we had. She'd taken me back.” — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
I caught a glimpse of happiness, and saw it was a bird on a branch, fixing to take wing. — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
I read because one of these days I'm going to get out of this town, and I'm going to go everywhere and meet everybody,… — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
...they'd just tell you to turn the other cheek, wouldn't they?...Trouble is, Mrs. Dowdel observed, after you've turned the other cheek four times, you… — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
“The Shambaughs came, bringing Letty. She simpered up to me. Her eyes summed up the lace tippets on my Princess dress and the wide… — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
Writing is communication, not self-expression. Nobody in this world wants to read your diary except your mother. — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
The years went by, and Mary Alice and I grew up, Slower than we wanted to, faster than we realized. — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
“I read because one life isn't enough, and in the page of a book I can be anybody; I read because the words that… — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
Grandma, how old is she?" "Oh I don't know." Grandma said. "You'd have to cut off her head and count the rings in her… — Richard Peck Copy Share Image
