(His) sadness grew; it became a rock inside him, pulling him down. He carried the sadness everywhere, morning, noon, and night. It hurt to breathe. — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
Try drawing or painting a scene you're working on. Often this will help free up you imagination. — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
“But this was the first time someone he loved would be gone forever. He didn't like to think about the forever part. But when… — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
“He couldn't help but give in to the occasional temptation to replay past events in his mind, altering them, changing them from cruel to… — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
“As she wove in and out of all the people - rushing, talking, eating, laughing; some in clumps, some alone - she realized that… — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
If we expose kids to books and art, nothing but good can come from it. — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
When I'm looking for an idea, I'll do anything--clean the closet, mow the lawn, work in the garden. — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
“What do you do when you are really, really sad?" When you are full of dread, is what she really meant. Godbee exhaled through… — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
“Because she was looking down and focusing her attention so precisely, Alice lost track of time and of herself. She wouldn't be able to… — Kevin Henkes Copy Share Image
