I always go to the Agriculture Building, where they make apple cider popsicles for a dollar. Kate DiCamillo More Quotes by Kate DiCamillo More Quotes From Kate DiCamillo Once upon a time," he said out loud to the darkness. He said these words because they were the best, the most powerful words that he knew and just the saying of them comforted him. Kate DiCamillo powerfuldarknessonce-upon-a-time You can always trust a dog that likes peanut butter. Kate DiCamillo peanut-butterlikesdog That is surely the truth, at least for now. But perhaps you have not noticed: the truth is forever changing. Kate DiCamillo truth-isforever My goal is two pages a day, five days a week. I never want to write, but I'm always glad that I have done it. After I write, I go to work at the bookstore. Kate DiCamillo goalwritingtwo Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Kate DiCamillo lightstoriesdark Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light. Kate DiCamillo lightstoriesdark Say it, reader. Say the word 'quest' out loud. It is an extraordinary word, isn't it? So small and yet so full of wonder, so full of hope. Kate DiCamillo questsloudwonder I have a Bachelor of Arts in English, which means I had a lot of formal training in reading. Kate DiCamillo readingmeanart There can be a lot of longevity in the repetition of things being told again and again in a variety of ways. Kate DiCamillo repetitionlongevityway But, reader, there is no comfort in the word "farewell," even if you say it in French. "Farewell" is a word that,in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises absolutely nothing. Kate DiCamillo farewellsorrowpromise SEASONS PASSED, FALL AND WINTER and spring and summer. Leaves blew in through the open door of Lucius Clarke’s shop, and rain, and the green outrageous hopeful light of spring. People came and went, grandmothers and doll collectors and little girls with their mothers. Edward Tulane waited. The seasons turned into years. Edward Tulane waited. He repeated the old doll’s words over and over until they wore a smooth groove of hope in his brain: Someone will come; someone will come for you. Kate DiCamillo girlmothersummer There is a lot of love in him, a lot of love in his heart...And he is up there with no one and nothing to love. It is a bad thing to have love and no where to put it. Kate DiCamillo bad-thingsheart The funny thing is, when I've gone through the relentless editing process, my editor and I are amazed the Mercy Watson books still make us laugh. The same jokes that made us laugh the first time around still make us laugh in the 16th rendition. Kate DiCamillo editorseditingbook If you have no intention of loving or being loved, the whole journey is pointless. Kate DiCamillo intentionwholejourney It's hard not to immediately fall in love witha dog who has a good sense of humor. Kate DiCamillo dixiefalling-in-lovedog We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other. And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us. Kate DiCamillo appreciatetasksgiving I was a kid who lived to read. It was the primary pleasure of my existence. It's still one of the primary pleasures of my existence. It's where I draw my sustenance. Kate DiCamillo existencepleasurekids I have learned how to love. And it's a terrible thing. I'm broken. My heart is broken. Help me. Kate DiCamillo how-to-lovebrokenheart I'm at the mercy of whatever character comes into my head. Kate DiCamillo mercycharacter Things are not at all what they seem to be: oh no, not at all. Kate DiCamillo seems
