. . . she dreamed of nothing, for she hoped for nothing and expected nothing. It was as cold and dark inside her as out in the frosty night. — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
Just as a river by night shines with the reflected light of the moon, so too do you shine with the light of your family, your people, and your God. So you are never far from home, never alone, wherever… — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
I watched the early morning light pass over and through the windows of colored glass, leaving streaks of red and green and yellow on… — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
“I know what I want. A full belly, a contented heart, and a place in this world.” — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
“It's important to know what you think, my dear, or else you will be so hemmed in by other people's ideas and opinions, you… — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
“ Me iudice , in my opinion, life is like juggling... Things come at you―balls, clubs, knives, sorrow, loss. Either you stand there and… — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
I think sometimes that people are like onions. On the outside smooth and whole and simple but inside ring upon ring, complex and deep. — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
. . . . I cannot escape my life but can only use my determination and courage to make it the best I can. — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
“I am near fourteen and have never yet seen a hanging. My life is barren.” — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
Seems to me God made a big mistake when He failed to put handles on watermelons. — Karen Cushman Copy Share Image
