Lloyd Alexander

Lloyd Alexander
Lloyd Chudley Alexanderwas a widely influential American author of more than forty books, primarily fantasy novels for children and young adults. His most famous work is The Chronicles of Prydain, a series of five high fantasy novels whose conclusion, The High King, was awarded the 1969 Newbery Medal for excellence in American children's literature. He won U.S. National Book Awards in 1971 and 1982...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth30 January 1924
CityPhiladelphia, PA
CountryUnited States of America
Books can truly change our lives: the lives of those who read them, the lives of those who write them. Readers and writers alike discover things they never knew about the world and about themselves.
If writers learn more from their books than do readers, perhaps I may have begun to learn.
Most of my books have been written in the form of fantasy.
We don't need to have just one favorite. We keep adding favorites. Our favorite book is always the book that speaks most directly to us at a particular stage in our lives. And our lives change. We have other favorites that give us what we most need at that particular time. But we never lose the old favorites. They're always with us. We just sort of accumulate them.
I first wrote for adults, but when I started writing for young people, it was the most creative and liberating experience of my life.
This was just a great game to watch. This is what Friday night football is all about.
Two cats can live as cheaply as one, and their owner has twice as much fun
It was 1943. The U.S. had already entered World War II, so I decided to join the army.
King Arthur was one of my heroes - I played with a trash can lid for a knightly shield and my uncle's cane for the sword Excalibur.
I knew (Orr was fast). But I didn't know he was that fast.
The idea is to give people a quick start back to recovery.
Find what you want. I will find you.
Behind one truth there is always yet another.
Llonio said life was a net for luck; to Hevydd the Smith life was a forge; and to Dwyvach the Weaver-Woman a loom. They spoke truly, for it is all of these. But you,' Taran said, his eyes meeting the potter's, 'you have shown me life is one thing more. It is clay to be shaped, as raw clay on a potter's wheel.