Sometimes things just fall out of your head on the paper, and if you're smart, you learn not to touch them. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
The dead do walk and haunt and crawl into your bed at night. Ghosts sneak into your head when you're not looking.… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I believe that you've created a metaphorical universe in which you can express your darkest fears. In one aspect, yes, I believe… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
You know how sometimes you hear a chord played on an organ and you can feel it vibrating in your bones? Sometimes… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Sometimes when I find myself very irritated about a topic, I know it's my next book. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Sometimes being an adult means doing the right thing, even if it's not what you want. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think high school is one long hazy activity: if you are tough enough to survive this, they'll let you become… — 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
