Oak, granite, Lilies by the road, Remember me? I remember you. Clouds brushing Clover hills, Remember me? Sister, child, Grown tall, Remember… — Gail Carson Levine Children Copy Share Image
I wonder how Admat can be everywhere. Is he in my sandal? Or is he my sandal itself? Why would a god… — Gail Carson Levine Bother Copy Share Image
To me, merely and pretty were words that had nothing to do with each other. Pretty went with miraculously, and merely belonged… — Gail Carson Levine Merely Copy Share Image
I know all about you," Char announced after we'd taken a few more steps. "You do? How could you?" "Your cook and… — Gail Carson Levine Char Copy Share Image
But what I really long to know you do not tell either: what you feel, although I've given you hints by the… — Gail Carson Levine Despair Copy Share Image
He loved me. He'd loved me as long as he he'd known me! I hadn't loved him as long perhaps, but now… — Gail Carson Levine Appreciation Copy Share Image
I wrote as a kid, but I never wanted to be a writer particularly. I had been drawing and painting for years… — Gail Carson Levine Appreciation Copy Share Image
I think kids abandon stories all the time. They start stories and get frustrated or get a different, better idea. I think… — Gail Carson Levine Abandon Copy Share Image
When I was little I knew my father had been an orphan and had lived in an orphanage. I was curious, but… — Gail Carson Levine Anecdotes Copy Share Image
“You were her friend?" he asked. "You liked her?" I told him Ella was the best friend I ever had. He paused… — Gail Carson Levine Best friend Copy Share Image
I had to share a room with my sister, who is five and a half years older than I am. We didn't… — Gail Carson Levine Action Copy Share Image
