He tapped my chest. 'Happy is here.' He tapped his own chest. 'Here.' I looked down past my chin. 'Inside?' 'Inside.' It was getting crowded in there. First angel. Now happy. It seemed there was more to me than cabbage and turnips. Jerry Spinelli More Quotes by Jerry Spinelli More Quotes From Jerry Spinelli if you learn to hate one or two persons... you'll soon hate millions of people. Jerry Spinelli learning hate life Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don't rent them out to tomorrow. Jerry Spinelli yesterday-and-today inspiring life Peace and harmony do not require perfection. Thank goodness for that—because life so often seems to be an itch here, a glitch there, a mess waiting to happen. Harmony is flexible. It bends with imperfection. So should you. Jerry Spinelli glitches perfection waiting How much better might human communication be if words were as precious as diamonds? If each of us were allotted only 100 words per day? Jerry Spinelli communication diamond might We long to be found, hoping our searchers have not given up and gone home. Jerry Spinelli gone home long Because life doesn't always happen according to a timetable or calendar. And feelings can't be scheduled. Jerry Spinelli timetables calendars feelings Why do we wrap things? Usually to protect them. The more fragile they are, the more important the wrapping. Your dream is prey to many perils. It may shatter under the blows of criticism, evaporate with competition's heat, sink to the bottomless depths of others' indifference. Tend to your dream. Protect it as you would a fallen nestling. Until the day when it—and you—will fly. Jerry Spinelli competition blow dream Whom do I write for? I write for the story. Each story, it seems to me, knows best how it should be told. As I once put my ear to the railroad track, I listen now for the voice of my story. Jerry Spinelli track voice writing Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don’t rent them out to tomorrow. Do you know what you’re doing when you spend a moment wondering how things are going to turn out with Perry? You’re cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you’re stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next morning and that today you wasted is gone forever. It’s now yesterday. Some of those moments may have had wonderful things in store for you , but now you’ll never know. Jerry Spinelli morning motivational cheating One of the best things about life is friends. We all agree on that. And yet our shyness with strangers often prevents friendship from ever gaining a foothold. If only we would realize that the other person is probably just as shy as we are and is simply waiting—and hoping—for us to make the first move. Jerry Spinelli shy waiting moving She's alone, they kept telling themselves, and surely she danced in no one's arms, yet somehow that seemed to matter less and less. As the night went on, and clarinet and coyote call mingled beyond the lantern light, the magic of their own powder-blue jackets and orchids seemed to fade, and it came to them in small sensations that they were more alone than she was. Jerry Spinelli light blue night You haven't lived until you've basked in the adoration of people. Jerry Spinelli adoration havens people Write what you care about. If you do that, you stand the best chance of doing your best writing. Jerry Spinelli care chance writing Disagreement is not necessarily a reason to head for Splitsville. In fact, a relationship without disagreement is probably too brittle to last. Some of the best human bonds are forged in the fire of disagreement. Jerry Spinelli lasts fire facts We live in a silent explosion, Everything is flying away from everything else... flying away... flying away... Jerry Spinelli fly-away silent flying She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a cork board like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew. Jerry Spinelli butterfly flower mind Whos love do you cherrish more? Hers or theirs? when you deside that, it's all downhill from there. Jerry Spinelli Her smile put the sunflower to shame. Jerry Spinelli stargirl her-smile sunflower She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day. Jerry Spinelli stargirl corners light Do not follow me! Let's just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I'll be me, today and today and today, and let's trust the future to tommorrow. Let the stars keep track of us. Let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. May our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies! Jerry Spinelli destiny stars sweet
