Sometimes, I don't know that words for things, how to write down the feeling of knowing that every dying person leaves something… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
I'm always wondering if he'll return. Sometimes I pray that he doesn't. And sometimes I hope he will. I wish on falling… — 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
Sometimes you do have to laugh to keep from crying. And sometimes the world feels all right and good and kind of… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
Sometimes...you have to try to forget people you love just so you can keep living. — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
The empty swing set reminds us of this-- that bad won't be bad forever, and what is good can sometimes last a… — Jacqueline Woodson Copy Share Image
Sometimes it seems as though not a moment has moved, but then you look up and you're already old or you already… — 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
