Laurie Halse Anderson
Laurie Halse Anderson
Laurie Halse Anderson is an American writer best known for children's and young adult novels. She received the Margaret A. Edwards Award from the American Library Association in 2009 for her contribution to young adult literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth23 October 1961
CountryUnited States of America
want be-kind bugs
The one good thing about being kind of shy is that nobody bugs you when you want to be left alone.
say-anything awful trouble
I don't say anything and I feel awful. I tell somebody and I feel worse. I'm having trouble finding a middle ground.
earthquakes understood
I understood what triggered her earthquakes, most of them.
girl moving sight
Momma said that ghosts couldn't move over water. That's why Africans got trapped in the Americas.. They kept moving us over the water, stealing us away from our ghosts and ancestors, who cried salty rivers into the sand. That's where Momma was now, wailing at the water's edge, while her girls were pulled out of sight under white sails that cracked in the wind.
hurt pain cutting
Cutting pain was a different flavor of hurt. It made it easier not to think about having my body and my family and my life stolen, made it easier not to care... -Wintergirls
hurt rooms tiny
It doesn't hurt. Nothing hurts except the small smiles and blushes that flash across the room like tiny sparrows.
eye rivers perfect
I look at my homely sketch. It doesn't need anything. Even through the river in my eyes I can see that. It isn't perfect and that makes it just right.
perfect interesting tree
Nothing is perfect. Flaws are interesting. Be the tree.
bucks pockets dollars
I have ten bucks in my pocket - what to spend it on? French fries - ten dollars' worth of french fries, ultimate fantasy.
thinking years careers
I don’t know what I’m doing in the next five minutes and she has the next ten years figured out. I’ll worry about making it out of ninth grade alive. Then I’ll think about a career path.
stars moon blood
The stars whirled above us and the firecrackers blazed. The moon stood watch as drops of blood fell, careless seeds that sizzled in the snow.
thinking ugly
I am not going to think about it. It was ugly, but it’s over, and I’m not going to think about it.
girl couple real
I am almost a real girl the entire drive home. I went to a diner. I drank hot chocolate and ate french fries. Talked to a guy for a while. Laughed a couple of times. A little like ice-skating for the first time, wobbly, but I did it.
strong spring winter
Too much sun after a Syracuse winter does strange things to your head, makes you feel strong, even if you aren't.