Quotes from Kate DiCamillo

He was agitated for some reason that he could not name. (page 35)

Despereaux was reading the story out loud to himself. He was reading from the beginning so that he could get to the end...

Bagaimana cerita bisa berakhir bahagia kalau tidak ada cinta?

Despereaux thought that he might faint with the pleasure of someone referring to his ears as small and lovely. He laid his tail against the Pea's wrist to steady himself and he felt the princess's pulse, the pounding of her heart, and his own heart immediately took up the rhythm of hers.

Cerita seperti Cahaya

Why would you save me? Because you, mouse, can tell Gregory a story. Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.' - A Tale of Despereaux, Kate Dicamillo - P. 81

There is goodness in many hearts. In most hearts. In some hearts. I love peanuts.

How did anybody say goodbye to someone they loved? But that was what the world demanded, wasn't it? Again and again, the world insisted upon betrayals, goodbyes. How could anyone bear it?

Well, you know, I've been in so many writing workshops, writing classes, and to the right of me and to the left of me, there's always somebody much more talented than I am. And what I figured out is they're not willing to go through the rejection, which is enormous, and then the compromise that comes with, you know, editing your work. And so I decided a long time ago that I didn't have to be 'talented'; I just had to be persistent, and that that was something I could control. The persistence.

you got to remember, you can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.

Mon Dieu, look, look, says Antoinette. He lives. He lives! And he seems such the happy mouse. Forgiven, whispers Lester. Cripes, says Furlough, unbelievable. Just so, says the threadmaster, Hovis, smiling. Just so. And, reader, it is just so. Isn't it?

Listen, said Beverly. Let me tell you something. There is no Very Friendly Animal Center. That cat is long gone.

I intended only lilies. That was my intention: a bouquet of lilies. - The Magician

Edward was the lone contrarian. He prided himself on not hoping, on not allowing his heart to lift inside of him. He prided himself on keeping his heart silent, immobile, closed tight.

There's a use for everything and everything has it's use.

Bink, said Gollie, I must inform you that you are giving a home to a truly unremarkable fish. I love him said Bink.

Despereaux turned. He looked up and into the Head Mouse's eyes. They were dark eyes, deep and sad and frightened. And as Despereaux looked into them, his heart thudded once, twice.

I am alone in the world, Dolores, and I am homesick for my own kind.

And when times are terrible, soup is the answer.

There was, truly no place for him. The home of his childhood was long gone, and it had never been his home, even when he was a child. His mother had said to him, Do not anger your father. Try to do as he says. Try to be who he wants you to be. But he had not known how to do that, had he? He still did not know how to do that. He knew, only, how to be himself. And shouldn't home be the place where you are allowed to be yourself, loved as yourself?

Beware of the brokenhearted," said the grandmother, "for they will lead you astray.

The Criminal Element spoke often, and passionately, about the nefarious activities that every human being is capable of. Not only did it insist that the human heart was dark beyond all reckoning; it also likened the heart to a river. And further, it said, If we are not careful, that river can carry us along in its hidden currents of want and anger and need, and transform each of us into the very criminal we fear.

The longer he marched, the more convinced Peter became that things were indeed hopeless and that an elephant was a ridiculous answer to any question- but a particularly ridiculous answer to a question posed by the human heart.

You know, my eyes ain't too good at all. I can't see nothing but the general shape of things, so I got to rely on my heart. Why don't you go on and tell me everything about yourself, so as I can see you with my heart.