If the world held magic powerful enough to make the elephant appear, then there must exist, too, magic in equal measure, magic powerful enough to undo what had been done. Kate DiCamillo More Quotes by Kate DiCamillo More Quotes From Kate DiCamillo There are hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman. Kate DiCamillo brokentogetherheart Men and boys always want to go fight. They are always looking for a reason to go to war. It is the saddest thing. They have this abiding notion that war is fun. And no history lesson will convince them differently. Kate DiCamillo fightingfunwar I have been loved said Edward to the stars Kate DiCamillo has-beensstarssaid I actually do like traveling. Kate DiCamillo They were always on the move.But in truth said bull we are all going nowhere Kate DiCamillo bullssaidmoving We forget that the simple gesture of putting a book in someone's hands can change a life. I want to remind you that it can. I want to thank you because it did. - 2010 Indies Choice Award Kate DiCamillo awardssimplebook The shapes arranged themselves into words, and the words spelled out a delicious and wonderful phrase: Once upon a time. Kate DiCamillo phrasesshapesonce-upon-a-time When you are a king, you may make as many ridiculous laws as you like. That is what being a king is all about. Kate DiCamillo kingslawmay I need to write, and I can't write when I'm on the road. Kate DiCamillo i-canwritingneeds Forgiveness, reader, is, I think, something very much like hope and love - a powerful, wonderful thing. And a ridiculous thing, too. Kate DiCamillo and-lovepowerfulthinking I have been loved, Edward told the stars. So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now? Kate DiCamillo differencesstarsdoe Look at me, he said to her. His arms and legs jerked. Look at me. You got your wish. I have learned how to love. And it’s a terrible thing. I’m broken. My heart is broken. Help me. The old woman turned and hobbled away. Come back, thought Edward. Fix me Kate DiCamillo brokenwishheart Like most hearts, it was complicated, shaded with dark and dappled with light. Kate DiCamillo lightdarkheart Besides, who ever asked you what you wanted in this world, girl? The answer to that question, reader, as you well know, was absolutely no one. Kate DiCamillo girlanswersworld All of God's creatures have names, every last one of them. Of that I am sure: of that I have no doubt at all. Kate DiCamillo lastsdoubtnames There is no right or wrong way to tell a story. You have to find your own way. You can get your idea from listening, looking, or imagining. Stories are everywhere. All you have to do is pay attention. Kate DiCamillo listeningattentionideas Going out and not only meeting the kids, but meeting the teachers and the librarians and seeing the world, fills me up. Kate DiCamillo going-outteacherkids But still, here are the words Despereaux Tilling spoke to his father. He said, "I forgive you, Pa!" And he said those words because he sensed that it was the only way to save his heart, to stop it from breaking in two. Despereaux, reader, spoke those words to save himself. Kate DiCamillo hearttwofather Don't drop him," said Peter's mother to his father. "Don't you dare drop him." She was laughing. "I will not," said his father. "I could not." For he is Peter Augustus Duchene, and he will always return to me. Again and again, Peter's father threw him up in the air. Again and again, Peter felt himself suspended in nothingness for a moment, just a moment, and then he was pulled back, returned to the sweetness of the earth and the warmth of his father's waiting arms. "See?" said his father to his mother. "Do you see how he always comes back to me? Kate DiCamillo motherairfather During the night, while Bull and Lucy slept, Edward, with ever-open eyes, stared up at the constellations. He said their names, and then he said the names of the people who loved him. He started with Abilene, and then went on to Nellie and Lawrence and from there to Bull and Lucy, and then he ended again with Abilene: Abilene, Nellie, Lawrence, Bull, Lucy, Abilene. See? Edward told Pellegrina. I am not like the princess. I know about love. Kate DiCamillo princesseyenight
