Quotes from Wendelin Van Draanen

Blue Face Disgusting taste Flush it Shush it Cold disgrace

Holly, I understand that you are upset because Gemma pulled down your ants, but why did you think pouring motor oil inside her backpack is the way to solve the problem?

I don't think you're aloud to be homeschooled if you don't have a home.

If you really want things to change, you have to get involved. Little strokes fell big oaks, you know.

Okay that's it. Now I'm torching this. I just need to score a match.

It's funny to hear priests and nuns argue with each other.

It's experiences in life that give us something to write about, and since good fiction is applied tension, you'll have an arsenal of good material if life hasn't been peachy (and not a whole lot if it has).

Seriously. There's no winning arguments with your parents, so why get all pumped up over them? It is way better to dive down and get out of the way than it is to get clobbered by some parental tidal wave.

if we walk far but are angry as we journey, we travel nowhere. If we hold grudges as we scale mountains, our view remains the same.

He'd crossed the line, man. He'd crossed it big-time.

What did a kiss feel like, anyway? Somehow I knew it wouldn't be like the one I got from Mom and Dad at bedtime. The same species maybe, but a radically different beast, to be sure.

Street people use cardboard all the time, and bum alleys are just shanties or lean-tos, though. They're nothing like my house! Mine is deluxe! It's a big, thick, super sturdy refrigerator box that I found at an appliance store!

Now, I know from experience that the trouble with one lie is that it usually takes more lies to cover it up.  And if you don't watch out, you wind up telling lies to cover up the lies that are covering up the original lie. 

That's the funny thing about running. The deceptive thing about it. It may seem mindless, but its really mental. If the minds strong, the body acts weak, even if its not.

You want me to be a man,older than you, who goes by the name of Roullard.

She was married to my dad, and everything was fine until he got killed in some freak tractor accident. Yeah, that's what I said, a freak tractor accident.

It felt like there was a dark spot in my heart. Like a bruise. And it was getting deeper and wider with every lie I told.

Words can't fix my life. Words can't give me a family. Words can't do jack. You may be a teacher, Ms. Leone, but face it: You don't know squat.

Thank you for helping me turn the page.

scraps of love torn and tattered faded, scattered trashed threads of hope frayed and tangled broken, mangled dashed backing, buttons yarn and batting quilted tenderly wrapped up in this warm repair my patchwork family

Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, Shelly and Miranda seemed so... ordinary. I'd never felt like this before. Ever. And just admitting it to myself instead of hiding from it made me feel strong. Happy. I took off my shoes and socks and stuffed them in the basket. My tie whipped over my shoulder as I ran home barefoot, and realized that Garrett was right about one thing- I had flipped. Completely.

Really, Dad. I understand now about the whole being greater than the sum of the parts.

Karakter seseorang terbentuk sejak kecil, Nak. Pilihan yang kau buat hari ini akan memengaruhi hidupmu sampai kapan pun.

Food in the trash is like the tossed-and-found.