Quotes from Kirby Larson

After writing two books featuring amazing dogs, I decided to be owned by one.

I was overwhelmed by how military families felt supported and honored by 'Nubs.'

There should be fireworks at last, when a dream dies.

Life was like a batch of biscuits without the baking powder: flat, flat, flat.

The lessons this life has planted in my heart pertain more to caring than crops, more to Golden Rule than gold, more to the proper choice than to the popular choice.

My bounce-around life had taught me that dreams were dangerous things - they look solid in your mind, but you just try to reach for them. It's like gathering clouds.

When someone is working hard on something, that always connects with people, no matter what the differences in generations are.

After writing several chapter books, I found my true passion: historical fiction.

I am the richest person alive (or at least one of!) because I get to do what I love as a career.

I wanted to use my writing skills to bring attention to the overwhelming needs of the Gulf coast region.

I love visiting new places but am not overly fond of the travel to get to them.

It's so much fun trying to channel my inner four-year-old.

I sold 'Hattie Big Sky' without an agent but quickly realized a writing career required an agent.

Hon, when someone's a true friend, there's no need to miss 'em." She patted her chest. "'Cause they're always right here.

I will have to rely on that painful teacher, experience.

Sir if I was your daughter I would wait until this train started again and throw myself in front of it!

There should be fireworks at last, when a dream dies.

Hattie.' Grace patted my arm. 'My cows sing better than you do.

Our actions make the fragrance of our lives...Would you smell of plums? Or Vinegar?

It seems unfair not to give credit where credit is due simply because one lacks a certain number of candles on one's birthday cake.

no matter how big his smile or how loud his laugh, you could hear the hurt underneath.

My mama always said piecing quilts is like making friends.' She kept her eyes on the scissors as she cut up a piece of blue ticking. 'Sometimes the more different fabrics - and people - are,' she said, 'the stronger the pattern.' I looked up at her. She smiled a sad, sweet smile at me. I felt as if she'd looked right into my heart and seen all my warts and flaws, and held her own heart out to me anyway.

The worst thing of all is standing by when folks are doing something wrong.

Sometimes, lying out on Aunt Ivy and Uncle Holt's back lawn, it'd felt as if I could stretch out my arms and my fingertips and rake them across the underside of the heavens and end up with a fistful of stars.