“Time’s Flying,” said Dad. He Smiled. He pointed to the air. “There it is, flying past! Catch it!” And he jumped, and caught Time in his hands, and showed it to Lizzie. She took it from him, and threw it… — David Almond Copy Share Image
“Well, well,” she murmurs as I back away. She makes a rectangle with her index fingers and thumbs and looks at my skin through… — David Almond Copy Share Image
“I do think there is evil. But it is very rare. It is as rare as true goodness. And just as true goodness produces… — David Almond Copy Share Image
“Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can’t. We have to allow ourselves to see what there is to… — David Almond Copy Share Image
“A school for the writing of nonsense and the pursuit of extraordinary activities.” — David Almond Copy Share Image
“She points at my chest. “And much more interestingly, what’s that?” “Blood,” I say. She gets her camera out.” — David Almond Copy Share Image
And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do! — David Almond Copy Share Image
The best tip for writing is just to write; to sit down and write, to begin doing it and not to be scared by… — David Almond Copy Share Image
They say that shoulder blades are where your wings were, when you were an angel," she said. "They say they're where your wings will… — David Almond Copy Share Image
“I love afternoons like that, like when we talk about things like metempsychosis, when we learn so much, and explore so much, and ideas… — David Almond Copy Share Image
I don't want to be little again. But at the same time I do. I want to be me like I was then, and… — David Almond Copy Share Image
“I have hair that drifts like seaweed when I swim. I have eyes that shine like rock pools. My ears are like scallop shells.… — David Almond Copy Share Image
