Lauren Myracle
Lauren Myracle
Lauren Myracleis an American writer of young-adult fiction. She was born in Brevard, North Carolina, and is the oldest of three sisters and has three older brothers. She grew up in Atlanta, Georgia, where she attended Trinity School and The Westminster Schools. Myracle earned a BA in English and Psychology from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill where she was inducted into Phi Beta Kappa. After that, she worked for some time as a middle-school teacher in Gwinnett County,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth15 May 1969
CityBrevard, NC
CountryUnited States of America
Sometimes when we forget to do things for others, it's because we're too wrapped up in our own problems.
Every girl on the planet was familiar to one-last-time e-mail checks.
Three hot chicks for three hot chicks." "THEY'RE NOT CHICKS! THEY'RE DUCKS!
What is 'power' anyway? Power is an ego trip. Power is a way to rise yourself up by lowering others, and I want nothing of it.
Yes, that man acted ugly," she told us in plain English. "But throwing more ugliness back at him ain't the answer.
Knowledge was more powerful than fear. Love was stronger than hate.
I loved everyone who said yes to the world and tried to make it better instead of worse, because so much in the world was ugly- and just about all the ugly parts were due to humans.
I'm in loooove with this boy, and when you in love with someone, you don't give up on 'em, mo matter what.
And you're figuring out who you are, and you haven't yet become stagnant in your thinking. You haven't solidified. And one thing that I find is that a lot of grown-ups tend to look back on their high school or middle school years and say, "Oh, thank God all that's over."
You know it’s them books what make you talk funny.
You shоuld eat а waffle! Yоu саn't bе sad іf уоu eat а waffle!
She holds herself with such reserve. She smiles, but the smile doesn't reach her eyes, even in the company of the girls she's chosen to eat with. Why? I have no clue, and I really don't want to spend my time worrying about it. But my brain pushes at the question anyway. Why are people aloof? Because they don't want to let others in. Why don't they want to let others in? Well, sometimes because they're shy, and sometimes because they're convinced of their own superiority. But those aren't the only reasons. Sometimes it's because thay have something to hide.
And they just slam the door. And they don't peek into that land any more. And they forget that teens and tweens are people, absolutely just as much as adults are. And their problems may play out on a smaller scale, but the things they go through are equally as valid as a CEO trying to figure out how to deal with a crisis at work. I just write for teens because I love 'em.
And they all have pretty chilrden, And the children go to school, And the children to go summer camp, And then to the university, Where they are put in bozes And they come out all the same. - Malvina Reynolds