Fail big if you have to, but go down trying. Margaret Haddix More Quotes by Margaret Haddix More Quotes From Margaret Haddix He looked at the piles of food again, and it was like he was seeing it with new eyes. This is wrong, he thought. Letting food rot while people die of hunger. It's evil. Margaret Haddix smelleyesweet I wish, peevishly, that he didn't know anything about how soldiers sleep, how they protect their fellow soldiers. It would be nicer if I could share the cloaks warmth with him, if we could lie with our faces together, whispering into the night. Margaret Haddix sleepnightlying Oh, Myr," he chokes out. "I hate having to ask this of you..." He glances towards the car again, and I crouch down in the shadows, hoping it's too dark for him to see whether the window is open or closed. The woman pats his arm, cradling her hand against his elbow. "You know I'd do anything for you and Hil," she says. I like her voice. It's throaty and rich. "You'd do anything?" my father repeats numbly. "Even now? After -?" "Even now," the woman says firmly. Margaret Haddix hatedarkfather We'll have a 'rest of our lives' now. Margaret Haddix our-lives "Don't let go!" he orders. Harper's hand is dry and soothing, while mine is sweaty with fear. We've never held hands before. I think about what it means in the village when boys and girls only a few years older then Harper and me wander around with their hands clasped together. They're always peering dreamily into each other's eyes, sneaking sky kisses...and soon after, there's a wedding. Margaret Haddix girlletting-gomean The deadlines are much, much longer with books. When I was a reporter, a lot of times I'd come in at 8:30 a.m., get an assignment right away, interview somebody, turn the story in by 9:30, and have the finished story in the paper that landed on my desk by noon. Margaret Haddix noonstoriesbook I started trying to write when I was in second or third grade. Margaret Haddix third-gradewritingtrying ...even the most independent people sometimes needed help. And if I'd learned nothing else from my life thus far, it was that you don't always end up where you think you're going. Margaret Haddix independentpeoplethinking Maybe everyone is just waiting for someone else to save them. Margaret Haddix waiting I want to Live! Not Die, Not Hide, LIVE! Margaret Haddix dieswantlife I rise up on my tiptoes. He's already bending his head down, moving his lips toward mine. And then, well, I haven't exactly studied this, but I'm pretty sure that ours is not the most expert kiss in Sualan history. It's a little hard to figure out how we should tilt our heads so our noses don't bump. But this kiss is a promise, a vow. Come to think of it, it doesn't really matter that ours is not the most expert kiss in Sualan history. It's still the best. Margaret Haddix kissingmovingthinking The sudden silence is horrifying, and it seems to catch my mother off guard. A tiny whimper escapes her, the sound amplified in the stillness. Surely, my father hears her now; surely he and I can't go on pretending she isn't crying. Margaret Haddix silencemotherfather That porch is a happy-looking place, and my father - burdened, stoop-shouldered, cadaverously thin - doesn't seem to belong on it. Margaret Haddix porchstoopsfather I like to know what I'm celebrating before I put on a party hat. Margaret Haddix hatscelebrateparty I can tell you that you will have your hearts broken more by the people you love than by the people you hate. But you must still dare to love. The rewards are worth far more than the risks. Margaret Haddix hateheartpeople There's hope around the corner. Margaret Haddix around-the-cornercorners I don't know what you two are up to," Hobart said. "But you be careful now, you hear? Don't do anything I wouldn't do." "Well now, that doesn't restrict us very much, does it?" Mark teased back. Margaret Haddix doesaidtwo ...it’d be like looking for a needle in a burning haystack.' 'Oh, I’ve done that,' Mark said airily. 'It’s a game we used to play, after we got rid of all our livestock and didn’t need our hay no more. You throw a match into the haystack, give the fire a three-second head start, and begin looking. You can find the needle every time if you work quick Margaret Haddix firegamesplay Hope doesn't mean anything. ... Action's the only thing that counts. Margaret Haddix actionmean Jen, we did it. Everyone's free now. Margaret Haddix
