Sara Pennypacker Quotes

Vola: So which is it? You going back for your home or for your pet?
Peter: They're the same thing.

You're going to work some puppets for me. Marionettes. That sound too hard?" "Marionettes?

Oh, let me tell you, feelings are all dangerous. Love, hope ... Ha! Hope! You talk about dangerous, eh? No, you can't avoid any of them. We all own a beast called anger. It can serve us: many good things come out of anger at bad things; many unjust things are made just. But first we all have to figure out how to civilize it.

I killed someone. She

The war-sick camp,

Pax? That's his name? It means 'peace,' you know." Peter knew that - lots of people had told him. "But

Grim in the light of the new flames.

We all own a beast called anger. It

It's a Buddhist concept. Nonduality. It's about oneness, about how things that seem to be separate are really connected to one another. There are no separations ... This is not just a piece of wood. This is also the clouds that brought the rain that watered the tree, and the birds that nested in it and the squirrels that fed on its nuts. It is also the food my grandparents fed me that made me strong enough to cut the tree, and it's the steel in the axe I used. And it's how you know your fox, which allowed you to carve him yesterday. And it's the story you will tell your children when you give this to them. All these things are separate but also one, inseparable. Do you see?

Well, I'm not running away from home, I'm running away to home." "Oh,

Do you think anyone in the history of this world ever set out to fight for the wrong side?

I have noticed that teachers get exciting confused with boring a lot.

I felt better when I got there. I don't know what it is about a beach - the drifty, fake-coconut scent of suntan lotion, the endless whoosh of little waves lapping the shore, or the way the sun beats down so bright and hot, you feel too baked to think - but when I was there, I could almost forget everything. I floated in the cool water, too tired to actually swim, then flopped down on a towel and read. I read a lot. -Stella

These explosions - they would kill humans? Yes. She

Oneness is always growing in the world, boy. Two but not two. It's always there, connecting its roots, humming. I can't be part of it
that's the price I pay for taking myself away. But you can be. You can vibrate with its heartbeat. You may be on your own. But you won't be alone.

Hard wooden stamp followed by the softer shoed footfall - and

The act of eating was a comfort to his shrunken belly, although a false one - the

I am exactly where I should be, doing exactly what I should be doing. That is peace.

I'm not angry. But he forced his fists open and counted ten slow breaths, fighting it the way he always did. Because what if he was like his father, with that threatening kind of anger, the kind that was always simmering, the kind that could boil over at any time and hurt everyone in the way? The apologies afterward never healed the damage.

Because I am exactly where I should be, doing exactly what I should be doing. That is peace. Eat. Peter

Him strong and mobile, and he felt guilty. He

So which is it? You going back for your home or for your pet? They're the same thing, Peter said, the answer sudden and sure, although a surprise to him.

I have not had so good of a week. Well, monday was a pretty good day, if you don't count Hamburger Surprise at lunch and Margaret's mother coming to get her. Or the stuff that happened in the principal's office when I got sent there to explain that Margaret's hair was not my fault and besides she looks okay without it, but I couldn't because Principal Rice was gone, trying to calm down Margaret's mother. Someone should tell you not to answer the phone in the principal's office, if that's a rule. Okay, fine, Monday was not so good of a day.

[A] baseball field was the only place where he felt he was exactly where he was born to be.

The new joy of speed, the urgency of coming night, the hope of reunion with his boy – these things transformed him into something that shot like liquid fire between the trees. Something gravity couldn't touched. Pax could have run forever.

The players scrambled around like puppies,

Thanks, Clementine. See what I mean? Sometimes you have to figure out the problem before you can figure out the solution.

you can acheive if you believe

Gray had not gotten better.

No matter how bad things got, we could always make ourselves new again.

Sometimes the apple rolls very far from the tree.

The war-sick men,

Gray's mate walked away, her belly swaying. His

That wasn't it. It was ... uh, could you put that away? The