Children S Quotes

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Norton Juster
“if something is there, you can only see it with your eyes open, but if it isn't there, you can see it just as well with your eyes closed. That's why imaginary things are often easier to see than real ones.”
Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth

Roald Dahl
“A whizzpopper!" cried the BFG, beaming at her. "Us giants is making whizzpoppers all the time! Whizzpopping is a sign of happiness. It is music in our ears! You surely is not telling me that a little whizzpopping if forbidden among human beans?”
Roald Dahl, The BFG

Eric Carle
“On Saturday, he ate through one piece of chocolate cake, one ice-cream cone, one pickle, one slice of Swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake, and one slice of watermelon

That night he had a stomach ache.”
Eric Carle, The Very Hungry Caterpillar

Maurice Sendak
“Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of the wild things.”
Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are

Shel Silverstein
“Ourchestra:
So you haven't got a drum, just beat your belly.
So I haven't got a horn-I'll play my nose.
So we haven't any cymbals-
We'll just slap our hands together,
And though there may be orchestras
That sound a little better
With their fancy shiny instruments
That cost an awful lot-
Hey, we're making music twice as good
By playing what we've got!”
Shel Silverstein

Tove Jansson
“It’s only the sea,’ said Moomintroll. ‘Every wave that dies on the beach sings a little song to a shell. But you mustn’t go inside because it’s a labyrinth and you may never come out again.”
Tove Jansson, Comet in Moominland

Rick Riordan
“There's my baby!" I cried, quite carried away, "There's my poochiekins!"
...
"Sadie," My dad said firmly, "Please do not refer to the devourer of souls as 'poochiekins'.”
Riordan, Rick

Anne Burack Sayre
“Better to have to retrace your steps and then move forward than never to move forward at all.”
Anne Burack Sayre, The Birthday Book Club Snatching: The Melinda & Simon Series

Hans Christian Andersen
“No one would allow that he could not see these much-admired clothes; because, in doing so, he would have declared himself either a simpleton or unfit of his office.”
Hans Christian Andersen

Michael Ende
“One may enter the literary parlor via just about any door, be it the prison door, the madhouse door, or the brothel door. There is but one door one may not enter it through, which is the child room door. The critics will never forgive you such. The great Rudyard Kipling is one of a number of people to have suffered from this. I keep wondering to myself what this peculiar contempt towards anything related to childhood is all about.”
Michael Ende

“If history repeats itself, I am so getting a dinosaur!”
anonymous

Nick Bruel
“As soon as I open this door, I'll be free. FREE! No more goofy cats screaming in my face and eating my shoes. No more biting and scratching and chasing me down the street. Outside this door is a big, wonderful world where goofy cats don't turn into furry whirlwinds that hit me on the head with a spatula. And soon I will be a part of that world once again!”
Nick Bruel , Bad Kitty vs Uncle Murray: The Uproar at the Front Door

Norton Juster
“You can get in a lot of trouble mixing up words or just not knowing how to spell them. If we ever get out of here, I'm going to make sure to learn all about them.”
Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth

W.O. Wainwright
“Adversity is only yet another means to remind us of 'How Truly Awsome We All Are'!”
W. O. Wainwright, The Adventures of Joey Zee

Teresa R. Funke
“One day this war will end. And when it does, Tule Lake will be just a memory.”
Teresa R. Funke, The No-No Boys

Connie Kingrey Anderson
“...in the middle of the field, Harry suddenly stopped and looked back. Mr. Chad was all alone in the creepy woods. He could take care of himself...couldn't he? Of course he could, he was a teacher.”
Connie Kingrey Anderson, Toadies

Dr. Bee
“. . . simplicity in its pure form can lighten up the tough.”
Dr. Bee, Alphabet Living

Alan Garner
“At dawn one still October day in the long ago of the world, across the hill of Alderley, a farmer from Mobberley was riding to Macclesfield fair.”
Alan Garner, The Weirdstone of Brisingamen

Hemdiva Dev
“One Pain, Hundred Reliefs!”
Hemdiva Dev, CAP Series 2 Chinky And Pinky Oodhi Baba!

Hemdiva Dev
“Good isn't obsessed to win
But
Bad is destined to lose”
Hemdiva

Alan Garner
“But when they reached Highmost Redmanhey, Susan said, “Uthecar, what’s wrong with the elves? I – don’t mean to be rude, but I’ve always imagined them to be – well, the ‘best’ of your people.”

“Ha!”, said Uthecar. “They would agree with you! And few would gainsay them. You must judge for yourselves. But I will say this of the lios-alfar; they are merciless without kindliness, and there are things incomprehensible about them.”
Alan Garner, The Moon of Gomrath

Teresa Mama T. Schimandle
“Open Doors For Others And Doors Will Open For You" Mama T”
Teresa Mama T. Schimandle, Because . . . That's What Gentlemen Do!

Elias Zapple
“It’s not fair! Everybody has fangs but me, and I can’t even turn into a bat properly. Sometimes when I try I end up as a sparrow!”
Elias Zapple, Fangless

Jessica Marie Baumgartner
“What we do is what means the most.”
Jessica Marie Baumgartner

Jenny  Mitchell
“*To each house and each window
Comes a big, kind nanny- Harry the giraffe
With a long neck and big brown eyes
Bringing its magic gifts and stories...*

Jenny M. "Diary of a Giraffe. Harry and Bedtime







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Jenny Mitchell, Diary of a Giraffe. Harry and Bedtime

Alan Garner
“But as his head cleared, Colin heard another sound, so beautiful that he never found rest again; the sound of a horn, like the moon on snow, and another answered it from the limits of the sky; and through the Brollachan ran silver lightnings, and he heard hoofs, and voices calling, “We ride! We ride!” and the whole cloud was silver, so that he could not look.

The hoof-beats drew near, and the earth throbbed. Colin opened his eyes. Now the cloud raced over the ground, breaking into separate glories that whispered and sharpened to skeins of starlight, and were horsemen, and at their head was majesty, crowned with antlers, like the sun.

But as they crossed the valley, one of the riders dropped behind, and Colin saw that it was Susan. She lost ground, though her speed was no less, and the light that formed her died, and in its place was a smaller, solid figure that halted, forlorn, in the white wake of the riding.

The horsemen climbed from the hillside to the air, growing vast in the sky, and to meet them came nine women, their hair like wind. And away they rode together across the night, over the waves, and beyond the isles, and the Old Magic was free for ever, and the moon was new.”
Alan Garner

Elias Zapple
“Nicu: “It’s not fair! Everybody has fangs but me, and I can’t even turn into a bat properly. Sometimes when I try I end up as a sparrow!”
Elias Zapple, Fangless

Mary T. Kincaid
“I’m unhappy doing just mole stuff. What’s wrong with me? Why couldn’t I look forward to digging my own burrow?”
Mary T Kincaid, Mortimer