I wanted to be a ballerina. I changed my mind.
BEVERLY CLEARYI am not a pest,” Ramona Quimby told her big sister Beezus.
More Beverly Cleary Quotes
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I feel sometimes that in children’s books there are more and more grim problems, but I don’t know that I want to burden third- and fourth-graders with them.
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I have lovely memories of Los Angeles in the 1930s. I came down to live with my mother’s cousin and they invited me to come and go to junior college for a year.
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In seventh grade…I found a place on the [library]shelf where my book would be if I ever wrote a book, which I doubted.
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I was a very observant child. The boys in my books are based on boys in my neighborhood growing up.
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I don’t think children’s inner feelings have changed. They still want a mother and father in the very same house; they want places to play.
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If she can’t spell, why is she a librarian? Librarians should know how to spell.
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With twins, reading aloud to them was the only chance I could get to sit down. I read them picture books until they were reading on their own.
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I hope children will be happy with the books I’ve written, and go on to be readers all of their lives.
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Problem solving, and I don’t mean algebra, seems to be my life’s work. Maybe it’s everyone’s life’s work.
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I don’t ever go on the Internet. I don’t even know how it works.
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Didn’t the people who made those license plates care about little girls named Ramona?
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When I was in the first grade I was afraid of the teacher and had a miserable time in the reading circle, a difficulty that was overcome by the loving patience of my second grade teacher. Even though I could read, I refused to do so.
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I just wrote about childhood as I had known it.
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The key to writing successful YA is to keep the adults out of the story as much as possible.
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The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else–grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.
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