What exactly did people do when they had all the time in the world and could do whatever they liked? Sharon Creech More Quotes by Sharon Creech More Quotes From Sharon Creech Young children are naturally so philosophical. They ask: 'What is real? What is truth?' They have to learn it; they don't automatically know it. To them, it's a game. You can study this for years in college, and yet you probably asked it when you were four or five years old. Sharon Creech philosophicalrealchildren As readers can probably tell from my books, I love the outdoors. I love to hike, kayak, and swim. I also love to read (which is probably not a surprise) and I love the theater and art museums. I especially love all the instruments of art: inks, pens, paintbrushes, watercolors and oils, fine papers and canvases, and although I love to mess around with these tools and objects, I have minimal artistic skills. Sharon Creech museumsbookart I am drawn to the ways in which we are shaped by people and by place. Sharon Creech peopleway Relationships with parents, grandparents, friends, and siblings were important to me when I was young and have remained so throughout my life. Our relationships with other people both shape and reflect who we are. These relationships are infinitely fascinating to explore! Sharon Creech grandparentsiblingpeople I enjoy receiving and giving realistic fiction, for both children and adults, with strong characters, beautiful language, and humane visions. Sharon Creech strongbeautifulchildren I prayed to trees. This was easier than praying directly to God. There was nearly always a tree nearby. Sharon Creech prayingprayertree Why do people not listen when you say no? Why do they think you are too stupid or too young to understand? Why do they think you are too shy to reply? Why do they keep badgering you until you will say yes? Sharon Creech stupidpeoplethinking I wish that every baby everywhere could land in a family that wanted that baby as much as we want ours. Sharon Creech landwishbaby Every character is asking: Whats my place? Why am I here? I dont want the answer to be Just because. You find your own purpose. Each finds the reason to be here and how to contribute. Sharon Creech purposeaskingcharacter The sea, the sea, the sea. It rolled and rolled and called to me. Come in, it said, come in. Sharon Creech seasaid Being a mother is like trying to hold a wolf by the ears,” Gram said. “If you have three or four –or more – chickabiddies, you’re dancing on a hot griddle all the time. You don’t have time to think about anything else. And if you’ve only got one or two, it’s almost harder. You have room left over – empty spaces that you think you’ve got to fill up. Sharon Creech mothertwothinking It seems to me that we can’t explain all the truly awful things in the world like war and murder and brain tumors, and we can’t fix these things, so we look at the frightening things that are closer to us and we magnify them until they burst open. Inside is something that we can manage, something that isn’t as awful as it had a first seemed. It is a relief to discover that although there might be axe murderers and kidnappers in the world, most people seem a lot like us: sometimes afraid and sometimes brave, sometimes cruel and sometimes kind. Sharon Creech fearwarpeople when i reached the bottom, i finally understood what Guthrie meant when he shouted, "LIBERO!" It was a celebration of being alive Sharon Creech bottomcelebrationalive Man needs bread and hyacinths: one to feed the body, and one to feed the soul. Sharon Creech bodysoulmen I was wishing I was invisible. Outside, the leaves were falling to the ground, and I was infinitely sad, sad down to my bones. I was sad for Phoebe and her parents and Prudence and Mike, sad for the leaves that were dying, and sad for myself, for something I had lost. Sharon Creech parentwishfall Sometimes when you are trying not to think about something it keeps popping back in your head you can't help it you think about it and think about it and think about it until your brain feels like a squashed pea. Sharon Creech braintryingthinking So much depends upon a blue car splattered with mud speeding down the road. Sharon Creech mudcarblue I tried. Can't do it. Brain's empty. Sharon Creech emptybrain On that night after Phoebe had given her Pandora report, I thought about the Hope in Pandora's box. Maybe when everything seemed sad and miserable, Phoebe and I could both hope that something might start to go right. Sharon Creech pandoras-boxmightnight I don't want to because boys don't write poetry. Girls do. Sharon Creech girlwritingboys
