What gives a wriggle And makes you giggle When you eat'em? Whose weensy little feet Make my heart really beat? Why, it's those little creepy crawlies That make me feel so jolly. For the darling centipede My favorite buggy feed… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Every pellet has a story all its own. Every pellet has a story all its own. With its fur and teeth and bones And… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“The path is a ribbon of moonlight across a dusky sea. The wind sings a song that beckons us To that great and mighty tree. We are the Greenowls of Ambala, clad in raiments of moss, Sprigged with lichens and grasses Then gilded with silvery frost. Fair and square we play- for a sporting lot we are. We ride the… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share
“I am like glass to him, like water, Hannah thought to herself, alone now in the music room, heart racing. He sees through me,… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. 'Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK! — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“You are a mask.You are nothing more!There is nothing behind your mask,not a face,nothing!I shall fly in the fullness of the night.Under the moon and the stars I shall hunt the vole,the rat,even the fox.I shall become part of owlkind,no matter where I have to go.But I shall go!And I shall never ever return to the Pure Ones.I defy you.I… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share
“Why, if one were Queen, would one ever want to marry? If one is ruler, is it not better to both King and Queen?… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
“—Night is Done— Night is done, gone the moon, gone the stars From the skies. Fades the black of the night Comes the morn with rosy light. Fold your wings, go to sleep, Rest your gizzards, Safe you’ll be for the day. Glaux is nigh. Far away is First Black, But it shall seep back Over field Over flower In… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share
Everything here at St. Aggie's is upside down and inside out. It's our job not to get moon blinked and to stand right side up in an upside down world. If we don't do that we'll never be able to escape. We'll never be able to think. And thinking is the only way we'll be able to plan an escape."… — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share
“Then Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. “Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK!” — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share Image
Flutter like a hummingbird, Dive like an eagle, Ain't no bird that's my equal. - Twilight — Kathryn Lasky Copy Share
