Quotes from Jodi Lynn Anderson

Barky was at her heels, and he let out a low, plaintive growl. She scooped him up and held him to her face the way Birdie had held the kitten---so naturally. They sniffed each other's noses. It felt kind of good.

I was so nervous when I put my hand on his cheek and felt the scars and said, "You're a beautiful sight," and put my lips to his.

Something happened last night that was so strange I almost think I imagined it.

She didn't remember that Enrico hadn't called back until she woke up in the middle of the night, shooting out of a dream. She squinted in the dark, trying to recall where she'd been--- and then it came back to her. She'd been standing on the cartoon ground in Mexico, rocky and dry and flat, watching a single peach blossom blow across its surface. Birdie chased it, but it was too fast. It blew away from her.

They emerged into the sun again, covered in dust. Birdie took deep breaths, relieved to be back out in the open. She looked at Grey, unsure what she wanted to communicate but sure that it was huge and that she was powerless. But Grey seemed to recognize fear when he saw it. And he simply reached forward and pulled Birdie to him. She sank against his chest. It felt different than Enrico's body. Taller and firmer. It felt safe.

Murphy glanced longingly at the junk food stalls. "Do you think the fried Mars bar truck will be here?" "You're such a guy." Leeda readjusted the garment bag she was carrying, trying to keep it steady over one shoulder. "I like my guy-like qualities

Your future profile is very confusing. I see great fear. You fear too many things. You even fear yourself. Why?" May stared at her blankly. "Oh, yes. You don't believe in your heart. You doubt yourself. It's a great failing." The Undertake gazed at her solemnly. "But there's also great courage.

Ohhh," Pumpkin moaned. May moaned in her heart too.

Wound make you deeper and bigger. The bigger the challenges you face, the bigger and deeper your soul gets.

He smiled again, and I felt the smile in my fingers and in the soles of my feet; it invaded me like a bad spirit, and Tiger Lily shivered

Like every year, the peach flowers began to blossom, draping the orchard like a filmy pink dress. Thousands of tiny pink petals fluttered in the breeze. And as quickly as they came, they disappeared. The blossoms withered to leave only shucks, and tiny, hard peaches broke through the shucks and began to grow.

This is what I think the world is showing me. We are souls at a common cause. We are only here to love. That was my great story all along. We are here to take chances, and fail, and keep trying.

At times on the orchard, the leaves fluttered like locusts. At times they turned upside down and showed their white undersides in an almost embarrassing way. At times they turned orange and brown. And at times they kept spinning off the trees like whirligigs. Now they were perfectly, sublimely still, like an audience. Birdie moved her lips to Enrico's and sighed into them, touching her forehead to his. From the trees, they looked like full-grown lovers.

To Gracie, May this diary be big enough to contain your restless heart.

He's got a great but unorganized mind

You're less of a charmer, and more of a 'fury from the depths of hell' type of person.

Not only is the universe stranger than we think. It's stranger than we can think.

There was a tiny hairline crack in the ceiling she used to stare at while daydreaming.

Maybe she couldn't be drowned.

You have to stay away." "I'd rather not.

I kept my eyes on the doorway. Me, and a hundred wooden birds.

The English girl scared her more than any other creature in the forest.

I suspected that she was an inch away from running around with her shirt off too.

Here is where I become more than an observer and enter the story in my own right.