Lynda Mullaly Hunt Quotes & Sayings

Yes, Ally?" What have I done? I try to figure out what I should say. Maybe ask to go get a drink? But the thing is that something deep inside me really does want to answer. Because I'm an expert on these two words. I know what they mean. And how they feel. Especially after that butterfly party. Mr. Daniels's eyes are wide, and they are waiting for me. "Ally?" he says. "It's okay, now. Take your time." And it's like he can see right into my guts. Knows how sad I am. Like he's handing me a flashlight in a dark room. I — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

So instead I stare at the steaming liquid dripping into a coffeepot and start thinking of steaming volcanoes. And dinosaurs standing around drinking coffee, staring up at the giant meteor soaring through the air, commenting on how pretty it is. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Everyone is smart in different ways. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will spend its whole life thinking that it's stupid. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

All these gifts you have, Carley. All these gifts you have." -pg. 157 — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Every word is another shovelful of dirt from the hole I've dug for myself. So I figure my best bet is to shut my mouth. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

We've both changed. We're tired of having the world push us into places we don't want to be. We're both scared of losing love that maybe we never had to being with. We can have whatever we want in our lives. It's only a matter of deciding. But we don't have to do it alone. We have each other. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

There is a tray full of glass sundae dishes filled with brightly colored ice cream. Strawberry, pistachio, black raspberry. Pink, green, and purple. I like the colors next to each other and wonder what kind of impossible things I can draw about ice cream. Maybe melting rivers of it. And a man with a cone-shaped head sitting in a babana split dish rowing with a spoon. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Only an uncouth person would wear snail snot- Albert — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I love eggs. Scrambled eggs. Fried eggs. Poached on toast, and boiled eggs. I love peeling the shell off of a boiled egg, don't you. I even like egg salad, which my brother won't eat even if someone holds him down ... — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Mrs. Muldoon walks down the line, handing out the most beautiful bouquets I have ever seen. Like the ones that brides carry. Dark red ribbons that wind around the stems like a barbershop light pole. Ribbons dangle from the bottom, too. She hands my bunch to me, and I smile thinking of how much my mom will love to see me with them. Keisha — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I feel like the things I should say are the things I can't say. And the things I could say are the things I shouldn't say. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Sometimes I wonder. On the pathetic scale, where would I land? I know other kids my age would go to the mall if they cut school, but I'm off to the library. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I can't think of anything worse than having to describe myself. I'd rather write about something more positive. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I believe that the things we put numbers on are not necessarily the things that count the most. you can't measure the stuff that makes us human. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

maybe "I'm having trouble" is not the same as "I can't. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

But what really gets me is that in order for Mr. Daniels to come up with this plan, he must have thought of me outside of school - when he didn't have to think of me. I bet other teachers have never let me sit in their head one second longer than they had to. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

He doesn't want to know about the real me. It'll be like people in scary movies who think they want to know whats in the basement, but when they find out, they're always sorry. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

She doesn't get it. Being funny when you don't mean to be is terrible. Having to laugh at yourself along with everyone else is humiliating. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I'm afraid to open my mouth sometimes things just come out that get me more in trouble. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I stand tall, but everything inside shrinks. The thing is, I feel real bad. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

You regret the things you don't do more than the things you do. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Do you know what courage is? It's being afraid and doing it anyway. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Rain, rain falling down
Down, down on the gound
All the birds go in the trees
They don't like the rain, you see. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

BE SOMEONE'S HERO — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

An older brother is older. A big brother looks out for you and smiles when you walk into a room. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

One thing's for sure. We're not gonna fit in, but we're gonna stand out" -Keisha — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

If you put off a vibe that you can handle yourself, other people will start treating you that way. Everything is attitude. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

I guess sometimes you don't know what you want because you don't know it exists. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

And I wish I was more like Albert. Seeing him shuffle away in those sneakers makes me want to be better. I'm not perfect, but at least I'm not mean.
And then my heart sinks because I realize that I just was.
I guess I did it because I was lonely. Now I know that there are worse things than being lonely. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

When I was younger, I loved math. Everything about math. But in school, math now has letters. Like what does x equal? There are also long stories with characters, and although the story is supposed to end with some number, all the words block my path to getting there. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Great minds don't think alike. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

But most of all, I'll remember how she loved me. I turn away, knowing that I might never get to see Julie Murphy again. But I will know her for the rest of my life. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

You say that you'll grow up to be nobody. But logically.. if nobody's perfect... well then, you must be perfect. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

Alice in Wonderland - a book about living in a world where nothing makes sense made perfect sense to me" -Ally — Lynda Mullaly Hunt

My mouth dries up. I know I am not apologizing for the picture. I am sorry for being there in the first place. — Lynda Mullaly Hunt