I wanted to pull down a book, open it proper, and gobble up page after page — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
School libraries are the foundations of our culture – not luxuries. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“I'd treat myself to a reading marathon all weekend. All the ice cream I could eat, all the pages I could read.… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“How could filling in a bunch of blanks and writing a fluffy essay about the 'moment of significance' in my life let… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“The books I'd checked out of the library earlier in the week were still stacked on my bureau, whispering my name and… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
This girl shivers and crawls under the covers with all her clothes on and falls into an overdue library book, a faerie… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
That can be the most painstaking aspect of being a teen, figuring out what the world really looks like. If you find… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
You were born with the seeds of your talent, the ability to observe the world around you and weave piece of it… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
You can tell a book is real when your heart beats faster. Real books make you sweat. Cry, if no one is… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I've written in every imaginable location; a repurposed closet, the kitchen table, the bleachers while my kids had basketball practice, the front… — 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
