Quotes from Sharon Creech

Sea fleas," Frank said. "They're everywhere, very wee, practically invisible. They love our bait. If you fell overboard and weren't picked up until the next day, those sea fleas would eat you right up, and your skeleton would sink to the bottom!" Cody lifted me up and hung me over the side. "Want to try it?" he said. "Not funny, Cody," I said. I didn't much like the idea of sea fleas nibbling me down to my bones.

It is not a good idea to call yourself a sardine in a family like Leo's, who will not let you forget it.

Tutto va Bene, All is Well.

She said that room up there is a remembering room and when she is up there remembering all those things fill up the room and when the room is too full they fly out the window.

On their way home, John said, "Marta, that's a long way to go so that Jacob can have a friend." "Shh," Marta said. "Ears." "What?" "We all have ears. Everyone in this car can hear, John." "Well, of course we all have ears. Oh.

Over and over, I prayed the same thing. I prayed to trees. This was easier than praying directly to God. There was nearly always a tree nearby.

He says he is starting a school here, and not just any school, but "the best of the best." He tells Signora Divino, his neighbor, "We will bring all the children from all over the world and we will live in harmony!" Is he kidding?

If I could sprinkle some hopes over all of you, they would include these: I hope you each find a meatball in the spaghetti of your life; I hope your talcum powder never empties, that your spirit is like a cork and that you all live a thousand, thousand lives. Huzzah!

And why do I have to tell more about the blue car splattered with mud speeding down the road?

It seemed a shame that Aunt Jessie and Uncle Nate spent so much time chasing the dead. And yet, I could see how they were trying so hard to keep the dead alive

I hated her that day. I didn't care how upset she was about her mother, I really hated her, and I wanted her to leave. I wondered if this was how my father felt when I threw all those temper tantrums. Maybe he hated me for a while.

Let's get out of here, my mother said.

Love That Dog (INSPIRED BY WALTER DEAN MYERS) BY JACK Love that dog, like a bird loves to fly I said I love that dog like a bird loves to fly Love to call him in the morning love to call him Hey there Sky!

Suffering builds character." He said that if you are always lolling around and being pampered and life is too easy, then you turn into a spineless wimp, but if you encounter suffering, you learn to face challenges and you get stronger. It sounds like something a grandparent might say, doesn't it?

She was lying, still and gray, on the bed. A little dribble was coming out of one side of her mouth. Gramps was leaning over her, whispering in her ear. A nurse said, "I don't think she can hear you." "Of course she can hear me," Gramps said. "She'll always be able to hear me.

But I am glad you are my teacher again. I hope you will keep moving up a grade every year along with me.

But then: a pink nose tiny black paws and blinking sleepy eyes a small black fur ball not a BIG fat fur ball a kitten stumbling out of a basket and wobbling over to me and crawling up on my lap and licking my pajamas and I forgot that I hate cats as it crawled up onto my chest and purrrrrred and I was smiiiiiling all over the place.

SO MUCH (INSPIRED BY MR. WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS) BY JACK So much depends upon a black kitten dotted with white beside a photo of my yellow dog

when he left, my dad said two things. First: Sometimes I envy your mom not being able to hear and Second: If Uncle Bill is allergic to cats maybe he won't be able to visit us anymore. Ha ha ha.

I don't remember titles of books or authors from when I was young. I remember the title of only one book, which was 'The Timber Toes.' I remember it was a family of little wooden people who lived in the woods, and for some reason that stayed with me.

Relationships with parents, grandparents, friends, and siblings were important to me when I was young and have remained so throughout my life. Our relationships with other people both shape and reflect who we are. These relationships are infinitely fascinating to explore!

Once 'Walk Two Moons' received the Newbery Medal, I decided to write full-time. Partly because there seemed to be an audience out there who wanted to read what I wanted to write, and partly because I could now support myself financially through writing.

What exactly did people do when they had all the time in the world and could do whatever they liked?

I love the way that each book -- any book -- is its own journey. You open it, and off you go. You are changed in some way, large or small, by having traveled with those characters.