Milkweed Quotes

• Everybody has an angel hiding inside. When you die, your angel comes out. You can die, but not your angel. Your angel never dies.

  Jerry Spinelli

  Angel, Hiding, Dies

  Jerry Spinelli (2003). “Milkweed”, p.136, Knopf Books for Young Readers

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• When you own nothing, it's easy to let things go.

  Jerry Spinelli

  Easy, Letting Things Go

  Jerry Spinelli (2003). “Milkweed”, p.104, Knopf Books for Young Readers

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• 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

  Angel, Past, Cabbage

  Jerry Spinelli (2003). “Milkweed”, p.158, Knopf Books for Young Readers

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• Quién pudiera creer en las profecías... de que el mundo se acabaría este verano, mientras un algodoncillo con fe maduraba sus semillas.

  Henry David Thoreau

  Summer, Believe, Science

  Michael Benjamin Berger, Henry David Thoreau (2000). “Thoreau's Late Career and The Dispersion of Seeds: The Saunterer's Synoptic Vision”, p.126, Camden House

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• Who are you?' I didn't understand the question. I'm Uri', he said. 'What's your name?' I gave him my name. 'Stopthief.

  Jerry Spinelli

  Names, Said

  Jerry Spinelli (2003). “Milkweed”, p.3, Knopf Books for Young Readers

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• Hundida en la hierba de un solar vacío un sábado de primavera, partí los tallos de algodoncillo y pensé en hormigas y huesos de melocotón y en la muerte y en adónde iba el mundo cuando cerraba los ojos.

  Toni Morrison

  Primavera, Ojo, Fosas

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• I still try to keep my eyes open. I'm always on the lookout for antlion traps in sandy soil, monarch pupae near milkweed, skipper larvae in locust leaves. These things are utterly common, and I've not seen one

  Annie Dillard

  Eye, Trying, Soil

  Annie Dillard (2011). “Pilgrim at Tinker Creek”, p.19, Hymns Ancient and Modern Ltd

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• I found myself wondering, what would it be like to have a strange woman living in your home, nursing your child? My resulting research into the private lives of women in the 18th and 19th centuries inspired me and provided the backbone for [Lady of Milkweed Manor] novel.

  Julie Klassen

  Children, Home, Nursing

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• Used to be that my whole body was my canvas-hot cuts licking my ribs, ladder rungs climbing my arms, thick milkweed stalks shooting up my thighs.

  Laurie Halse Anderson

  Cutting, Climbing, Ribs

  Laurie Halse Anderson (2009). “Wintergirls”, p.52, Penguin

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