Right now I would give all the yogurt raisins in all the world for a heart made of ice. — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
“I dream I'm a wolf sometimes, and when I wake up, I'm panting and my fur's on alert and I'm feeling Yeah,… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
But mostly, I remembered what I’ve always believed. What my mom taught me. That while some things are just plain awful, most… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
Ninety percent of the trouble in this world comes from guys who think they have something to prove. — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
It's hard to put into words. Gorillas are not complainers. We're dreamers, poets, philosophers, nap takers. — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
“Pleasure fades, gets old, gets thrown out with last year's fad. Fear, guilt, all that stuff stays fresh. Maybe that's why people get so… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
“Humans. Violent but peace-loving. Passionate but cerebral. Humane but cruel. Impulsive but calculating. Generous but selfish. Humans. Altogether a contradictory and deeply flawed species.… — katherine applegate Copy Share Image
“She got up and went to her tiny kitchen. On the way she turned on her radio. "You want something to eat?" she called… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
A good zoo," Stella said, "is a large domain. A wild cage. A safe place to be. It has room to roam and humans… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
“In dreams you lose normal cause and effect. You jump around in time. This is reality. Jalil” — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
“Trees can’t tell jokes. But we can certainly tell stories. And if all you hear is the whisper of leaves, don’t worry. Most trees… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
Her eyes hold the pale moon in them, the way a still pond holds stars. — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
“She batted her eyelashes at me to show she was kidding. I love it when she does that.” — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
Anger is precious. A silverback uses anger to maintain order and warn his troops of danger. When my father beat his chest, it was… — Katherine Applegate Copy Share Image
