My sister taught me how to write my name when I was about three. I remember writing my whole name: Jacqueline Amanda… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I think it's important to remember that writing is a gift and our stories are gifts to ourselves and to the world… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I think people need to remember that a book isn't done after a few rewrites and a publisher isn't going to buy… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I remember my mother would get upset with me 'cause she said I walked like my dad. But I think it was… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
There is something so deeply visceral about libraries for me-rooms and rooms full of people dreaming and remembering. — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
Sometimes, when I'm sitting at my desk for long hours and nothing's coming to me, I remember my fifth-grade teacher, the way… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I realized if I didn't start talking to my relatives, asking questions, thinking back to my own beginnings, there would come a… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
A lot of times, when people send me books to read - new writers mostly - I find that the book is still in… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I think, even though homophobia still exists, there is much more of a dialogue and a taboo around being homophobic. — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I still love Carson McCullers and Raymond Carver and Toni Morrison and James Baldwin. — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I'm usually working on several things at once. If I get bored with one, I can go on to another. That way, I never… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
You have those walls up all around you...Come a day you gonna want to tear them down brick by brick and gonna find that… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
“That's all anybody is-themselves. People all the time wanting to change that.” — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
Who are you without your girls? I truly believe that. Who are you without the people who help you make sense of the misogyny,… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
“And freedom? Oh, freedom. Well that's just some people talking. Your prison is walking through this world all alone.” — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I've learned about marrying poetry and prose and making both accessible. — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
You're a part of me...You're in my heart. Forever and always, all right? —D — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I wouldn't mind the early autumn if you came home today I'd tell you how much I miss you and know I'd be okay.… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
