I need to finish this scarf/shawl/blanket thing so I can start something for Emma- a hat, maybe, or a sweater for her… — 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
I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't want to die. I want to eat like a… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I need a new friend. I need a friend, period. Not a true friend, nothing close or share clothes or sleepover giggle… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
They're on their way to the foreign-language wing. That's no surprise. The foreign kids are always here, like they need to breathe… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
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
Puke and starve and cut and drink because you don't want to feel any of this. Puke and starve and cut and… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Principal Principal: Where's your late pass, mister? Errant Student: I'm on my way to get one now. PP: But you can't be… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
If I had lady-spider legs, I would weave a sky where the stars lined up. Matresses would be tied down tight to… — 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
