Quotes from Paul Zindel

Be yourself! Be individualistic!' he called out after me. 'But for God's sake get your hair cut. You look like an oddball.

Our life would be what we made of it--nothing more, nothing less.

Our life would be what we made of it--nothing more, nothing less.

There was no one else to blame anymore. No Bores or Old Ladies or Nortons, or Assassins waiting at the bridge. And there was no place to hide-no place across any river for a boatman to take us. Our life would be what we made of it-nothing more, nothing less. Baboons. Baboons. They build their own cages, we could almost hear the Pigman whisper, as he took his children with him.

I really hate it when a teacher has to show that she isn't behind the times by using some expression which sounds so up-to-date you know for sure she's behind the times.

Watch the little things in life, the ones you have control over. Keep your eyes glued to the peas and every speck of dust on the floor.

Be yourself! Be individualistic!' he called out after me. 'But for God's sake get your hair cut. You look like an oddball.

It's kind of spooky when you are caught talking to God everybody thinks you're nuts. They used to call you a prophet.

For Sale: Complete set of encylopedias. Never used. Wife knows everything.

In fact, the thing Lorraine and I liked best about the Pigman was that he didn't go around saying we were cards or jazzy or cool or hip. He said we were delightful . . .

They ought to bury people in hospitals and let sick people get well in the cemeteries.

And the day your childhood dies is probably the first day you really know what guilt is.

When are you getting married?' 'After graduation, stupid.

A child's parents should be able to forbid their son or daughter from reading a book of mine or anyone else's. However, those same parents should have zero control over what everyone else's kids can read.

If you leave me, I'll want to die. Love, Elizabeth Carstensen.

There's no one else to blame. No Bores or Old Ladies or Norton or Assassins waiting at the bridge.

I find everything demoralizing,' Dennis said.

The mustard lined his lips. At one point a strand of sauerkraut was smeared against his chin.

The speeches! They were filled with borrowed things--borrowed over and over again until the words were nothing more than a series of clichés.

Dennis had just kissed her once, and she was screaming for a hamburger.

Once inside, Dennis almost keeled over from the smell of cooked cabbage. Why was it that any girl he took out had a house with an incredible smell?

This sex thing. We never used to be hung up like this. Nature doesn't give little kids problems except when there's some kind of an accident--like that eight-year-old South American girl that had a baby. But that's practically a mutation, right?

But now Nature starts doing things. The hormones start rolling and those old testicles start producing and all the rest of it--like breathing. You don't go around asking for it. It happens. It happened to me when I was twelve. (Sean)

He was practically pushing the hot dogs down his throat.