Quotes from Kate DiCamillo

All living things have a heart. And the heart of any living thing can be broken.

Save the sandwiches," Gloria Dump

As they made their way back to shore, Edward felt the sun on his face and the wind blowing through the little bit of fur left on his ears, and something filled his chest, a wonderful feeling. He was glad to be alive.

It is important that you say what you mean to say. Time is too short. You must speak words that matter.

the smallest glimmer, the tiniest shimmer.

he went down the stairs, "no choice, no choice

smiled back. Winn-Dixie

Botticelli sat

TERRIBLE THINGS CAN HAPPEN TO YOU!

He knew how to construct a song out of the nothing of day-to-day life and how to sing that nothing into a song so beautiful that it could sustain the vision of a whole and better world.

it could not be proven whether God existed, one might as well believe that he did, because there was everything to gain by believing and nothing to lose.

thoughts of food.

He was glad to be alive. ... In fact, Edward Tulane was so happy to be back among the living that he did not even take umbrage at being referred to as it.

Perfidy. Pea. Perfidy. Pea. These were the words that pinwheeled through Despereaux's mind as his body descended into the darkness. DESPEREAUX

And Edward was surprised to discover that he was listening. Before, when Abilene talked to him, everything has seemed so boring, so pointless. But now, the stories Nellie told struck him as the most important thing in the world and he listened as if his life depended on what she said. It made him wonder if some of the mush from the ocean floor had gotten inside his china head and damaged him somehow.

Open your heart," she said gently. "Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart.

I have been loved, Edward told the stars. So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now? Edward could think of no answer to that question.

She had run away from home plenty of times, but that was when she was only a kid. It wasn't running away this time, she figured. It was leaving.

If you knew about something that was locked up in a cage, something big and beautiful that was locked away unfairly, for no good reason, and you had the key to the cage, would you let it go?

Magic is always impossible," said the magician. "It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That is why it is magic.

Itchie-pitchie-poo, Hank," said Patty LeMarque. "Say what you mean and mean what you say.

Rob sat out on the curb in front of the motel room and waited for Sistine to come back from using the phone.

Stories are light

How can a story end happily if there is no love?