Children want to do what grownups do.
BEVERLY CLEARYI 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.
More Beverly Cleary Quotes
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Ramona stepped back into her closet, slid the door shut, pressed an imaginary button, and when her imaginary elevator had made its imaginary descent, stepped out onto the real first floor and raced a real problem. Her mother and father were leaving for Parents’ Night.
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I was an only child; I didn’t have a sister, or sisters.
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People are usually surprised to hear this, but I don’t really read children’s books.
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Quite often somebody will say, What year do your books take place? and the only answer I can give is, In childhood.
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I wanted to be a ballerina. I changed my mind.
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Didn’t the people who made those license plates care about little girls named Ramona?
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He was dressed as if everything he wore had come from different stores or from a rummage sale, except that the crease in his trousers was sharp and his shoes were shined.
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Don’t stop now. Go ahead! Be readers all of your lives. And don’t forget, librarians and teachers can help you find the right books to read.
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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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I just wrote about childhood as I had known it.
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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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Writers are good at plucking out what they need here and there.
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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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She was not a slowpoke grownup. She was a girl who could not wait. Life was so interesting she had to find out what happened next.
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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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