He could not play the game without hope; could not play the game without a dream. They had taken it all away from him now, they had turned away from him and there was nothing for him now...He was alone… — Gary Paulsen Copy Share Image
And the last thought he had that morning as he closed his eyes was: I hope the tornado hit the moose. — Gary Paulsen Copy Share Image
...this beginning motion, this first time when a sail truly filled and the boat took life and knifed across the lake under perfect control,… — Gary Paulsen Copy Share Image
We make a mistake in thinking we own pets - the animals open their lives up and make us a part of them. — Gary Paulsen Copy Share Image
I can't rightly say where deciding to write about the American Revolution came from; I had bits and pieces of information about the war… — Gary Paulsen Copy Share Image
“Brian looked back and for a moment felt afraid because the wolf was so... so right. He knew Brian, knew him and owned him… — Gary Paulsen Copy Share Image
