Write what you care about. If you do that, you stand the best chance of doing your best writing. Jerry Spinelli More Quotes by Jerry Spinelli More Quotes From Jerry Spinelli She's in tenth grade,' he said. 'I hear she's been homeschooled till now.' Maybe that explains it,' I said. Jerry Spinelli stargirl grades said He was the Grand Marshall of our Everyday Parade Jerry Spinelli parades everyday I faced the gaudy sunflower on her canvas bag -- it looked hand-painted and at last my eyes fell into hers. I said, 'Thanks for the card.' Her smile put the sunflower to shame. She walked off. Jerry Spinelli sunflower eye hands Tell me I didn't imagine it, Leo. Tell me that even though our bodies were in seperate states, our star selves shared an enchanted place. Tell me that right around noon today (eastern time) you had the strangest sensation: a tiny chill on your shoulder...a flutter in the heart...a shadow of strawberry-banana crossing your tongue...tell me you whispered my name. Jerry Spinelli stars self heart Amanda took the torn page from Maniac. To her, it was the broken wing of a bird, a pet out in the rain. Jerry Spinelli broken rain wings It was the day of the worms. That first almost-warm, after-the-rainy-night day in April, when you bolt from your house to find yourself in a world of worms. They were as numerous here in the East End as they had been in the West. The sidewalks, the streets. The very places where they didn't belong. Forlorn, marooned on concrete and asphalt, no place to burrow, April's orphans. Jerry Spinelli finding-yourself house night of all the unusual features of Stargirl, this struck me as the most remarkable. Bad things did not stick to her. Correction: her bad things did not stick to her. If we were hurt, if we were unhappy or otherwise victimized by life, she seemed to know about it, and to care, as soon as we did. But bad things falling on her -- unkind words, nasty stares, foot blisters -- she seemed unaware of. I never saw her look in a mirror, never heard her complain. All of her feelings, all of her attentions flowed outward. She had no ego. Jerry Spinelli mirrors hurt fall It was different with you, Leo. In the eyes and ears of my heart, you and the magic are one and the same. Jerry Spinelli magic eye heart Where were we?" she said. "Getting credit," I said. "What about it?" "Well, it's nice to get credit." The spokes of her rear wheel spun behind the curtain of her long skirt. She looked like a photograph from a hundred years ago. She turned her wide eyes on me. "Is it?" she said. Jerry Spinelli nice eye years In every age there are plenty of people around to remind you what you cannot possibly do. Thank goodness, for these naysayers provide a priceless service: They spur...us to achieve great things. Jerry Spinelli spurs age people I'm that way, goofy as it sounds. Sometimes I don't want things to happen-I'm talking about good things, even wonderful things-because once they happen, I can't look forward to them anymore. But there's an upside, too. Once a wonderful thing is over, I'm not all that sad because then I can start thinking about it, reliving and reliving it in the virtual world in my head. Jerry Spinelli sound talking thinking Stargirl began to improvise. She flung her arms to a make-believe crowd like a celebrity on parade. She waggled her fingers at the stars. She churned her fists like an egg-beater. Every action echoed down the line behind her. The three hops of the bunny became three struts of a vaudeville vamp. Then a penguin waddle. Then tippy-toed priss. Every new move brought new laughter from the line. Jerry Spinelli laughter stars believe I have to tell you I love living in a world without clocks. The shackles are gone. I’m a puppy unleashed in a meadow of time. -- Stargirl Jerry Spinelli puppy gone world Ironic," Betty Lou said at last. "The cereus insists on sunlight---that's why it must be at the end of the yard. And yet it saves its flowers for the moon. The sun never sees what it fathers." It takes from the day," I said, "gives to the night. Jerry Spinelli flower moon father So," he said, "we ourselves will be the candle flames." He put his hands on his chest. "Feel your hearts, how warm they are. Jerry Spinelli flames heart hands Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. Moonlight spins a shroud about me. Jerry Spinelli night memories lying Every name is real. That's the nature of names. Jerry Spinelli stargirl real names Star people are rare. Jerry Spinelli stars people You’ll know her more by your questions than by her answers. Keep looking at her long enough. One day you might see someone you know. Jerry Spinelli one-day answers long When you own nothing, it's easy to let things go. Jerry Spinelli milkweed letting-things-go easy
