Cynthia Voigt

I love teaching; I love little kids.

— Cynthia Voigt

“It's never been today before.”

— Cynthia Voigt

Hiding under the bed doesn't make the worry stop.

— Cynthia Voigt

“Miss Koala, the Eastern Star, and the Simón Bolívar.”

— Cynthia Voigt

“Why doesn't momma come back?”

— Cynthia Voigt

The worst things weren't outside of you.

— Cynthia Voigt

You could say that all of life is a series of last chances.

— Cynthia Voigt

“On a bright Sunday morning in the early years of the last century,”

— Cynthia Voigt

“He fell into sleep then, as a body weighted with stones and wrapped in winding sheets falls into deep water.”

— Cynthia Voigt

I'm not a compulsive writer. I wish I could be compulsive about something. I have no regular writing routine.

— Cynthia Voigt

She couldn’t get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn’t get away.

— Cynthia Voigt

“She felt funny, strange, making up lies as quickly and smoothly as if she’d been doing it all her life.”

— Cynthia Voigt

“Whatever Blithe wanted, she wanted absolutely and immediately. There was no budging Blithe.”

— Cynthia Voigt

Even the bad books I write are satisfying. I'm my least critical reader.

— Cynthia Voigt

“Dicey looked out over the tall marsh grasses, blowing in the wind. If the wind blew, the grasses had to bend with…

— Cynthia Voigt

“He was studying his grandmother, as if he was hungry too, but for something not food, hungry in a way that food…

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I didn't write anything at all except book reports until I was in seventh grade, and then I wrote mostly poetry for…

— Cynthia Voigt

“I could never do what you did," they said, to which Fredle responded, "You'd be surprised at what you can do, if…

— Cynthia Voigt

It's so great to be able to write from home. My bread is rising downstairs, and I'm upstairs writing. I have a…

— Cynthia Voigt

“When Jeff Greene was in second grade, seven and a half years old, he got home from school one Tuesday afternoon in…

— Cynthia Voigt

“She sat with her back to her fear, as to the wind and waves. Fear blew and sprayed at her back but…

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“It took another time, more waves rolling up, to understand that he had no idea what it would be like to live…

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You must not let yourself become too respectable. Keep yourself a little wild. What is life for, if not for the living…

— Cynthia Voigt

“Maybeth always did that, brought her good news to the table and held it out, like a little kid holding out her…

— Cynthia Voigt

“If the Damall had caught Griff taking wine and salt, Griff would have begged forgiveness. Griff would have been afraid and sorry…

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“Even after everyone had gone home, the house was filled with the good time they’d had, as if it could linger in…

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My favorite season was when I wrote every morning for three or four hours, then I would go and teach my classes…

— Cynthia Voigt

I got to thinking—when it was too late—you have to reach out to people. To your family, too. You can't just let…

— Cynthia Voigt

Reading was my hobby, my sport and my activity of choice. It was the prime pleasure of my days, an unfailing escape…

— Cynthia Voigt

Maybe life was like a sea, and all the people were like boats ... Everybody who was born was cast into the…

— Cynthia Voigt

I got used to being a writer. To compare it to teaching - I taught for twenty-five years; for the first two…

— Cynthia Voigt

“Is there such a thing?' Birle asked. He looked thoughtfully at her, but not as if he saw her. 'Men have dreamed…

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“The people they had been last summer, the person she had been--Dicey guessed she'd never be afraid again, not the way she…

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“The No filled the whole air of the house. Every time she breathed in she breathed in that No.”

— Cynthia Voigt

I have the feeling that I know who I am, only I'm not anymore.

— Cynthia Voigt

“People may be the ruin of their own lives, but it's other people that get them started. -"Mumma”

— Cynthia Voigt

“Dicey felt a great weight settle on her shoulders. She tried to shrug it off, but it wouldn’t move.”

— Cynthia Voigt

People can be unimaginably foolish...and they can be unimaginably grand, at times.

— Cynthia Voigt

I was no scholar in college, and was arrogant about what I thought.

— Cynthia Voigt

“Evil would be done, that was the nature of the world; that was bearable if good could also be done.”

— Cynthia Voigt