Sara Pennypacker Quotes & Sayings

Gray's mate walked away, her belly swaying. His — Sara Pennypacker

That wasn't it. It was ... uh, could you put that away? The — Sara Pennypacker

Oneness is always growing in the world, boy. Two but not two. It's always there, connecting its roots, humming. I can't be part of it
that's the price I pay for taking myself away. But you can be. You can vibrate with its heartbeat. You may be on your own. But you won't be alone. — Sara Pennypacker

[A] baseball field was the only place where he felt he was exactly where he was born to be. — Sara Pennypacker

You going back for your home or for your pet?" "They're the same thing, — Sara Pennypacker

Hard wooden stamp followed by the softer shoed footfall - and — Sara Pennypacker

Grim in the light of the new flames. — Sara Pennypacker

I see a broken shell and I remind myself that something might have needed setting free. See, broken things always have a story, don't they? — Sara Pennypacker

My country pays me a little blood money every month in exchange for my leg. She — Sara Pennypacker

He could offer only withness, but nothing else was asked. — Sara Pennypacker

The players scrambled around like puppies, — Sara Pennypacker

But distrust is no match for kindness administered consistently and unmeasured, especially in creatures new to the world. — Sara Pennypacker

I have noticed that teachers get exciting confused with boring a lot. — Sara Pennypacker

No matter how bad things got, we could always make ourselves new again. — Sara Pennypacker

I felt better when I got there. I don't know what it is about a beach - the drifty, fake-coconut scent of suntan lotion, the endless whoosh of little waves lapping the shore, or the way the sun beats down so bright and hot, you feel too baked to think - but when I was there, I could almost forget everything. I floated in the cool water, too tired to actually swim, then flopped down on a towel and read. I read a lot. -Stella — Sara Pennypacker

Oh, let me tell you, feelings are all dangerous. Love, hope ... Ha! Hope! You talk about dangerous, eh? No, you can't avoid any of them. We all own a beast called anger. It can serve us: many good things come out of anger at bad things; many unjust things are made just. But first we all have to figure out how to civilize it. — Sara Pennypacker

Gray had not gotten better. — Sara Pennypacker

So which is it? You going back for your home or for your pet? They're the same thing, Peter said, the answer sudden and sure, although a surprise to him. — Sara Pennypacker

The war-sick men, — Sara Pennypacker

I killed someone. She — Sara Pennypacker

You're going to work some puppets for me. Marionettes. That sound too hard?" "Marionettes? — Sara Pennypacker

Thanks, Clementine. See what I mean? Sometimes you have to figure out the problem before you can figure out the solution. — Sara Pennypacker

Well, I'm not running away from home, I'm running away to home." "Oh, — Sara Pennypacker

Pax? That's his name? It means 'peace,' you know." Peter knew that - lots of people had told him. "But — Sara Pennypacker

Because I am exactly where I should be, doing exactly what I should be doing. That is peace. Eat. Peter — Sara Pennypacker

I'm not angry. But he forced his fists open and counted ten slow breaths, fighting it the way he always did. Because what if he was like his father, with that threatening kind of anger, the kind that was always simmering, the kind that could boil over at any time and hurt everyone in the way? The apologies afterward never healed the damage. — Sara Pennypacker

I have not had so good of a week. Well, monday was a pretty good day, if you don't count Hamburger Surprise at lunch and Margaret's mother coming to get her. Or the stuff that happened in the principal's office when I got sent there to explain that Margaret's hair was not my fault and besides she looks okay without it, but I couldn't because Principal Rice was gone, trying to calm down Margaret's mother. Someone should tell you not to answer the phone in the principal's office, if that's a rule. Okay, fine, Monday was not so good of a day. — Sara Pennypacker

The act of eating was a comfort to his shrunken belly, although a false one - the — Sara Pennypacker

The plain truth can be the hardest thing to see when it's about yourself. If you don't want to know the truth, you'll do anything to disguise it. — Sara Pennypacker

The war-sick camp, — Sara Pennypacker

These explosions - they would kill humans? Yes. She — Sara Pennypacker

Him strong and mobile, and he felt guilty. He — Sara Pennypacker

Sometimes the apple rolls very far from the tree. — Sara Pennypacker

Vola: So which is it? You going back for your home or for your pet?
Peter: They're the same thing. — Sara Pennypacker

This war that is coming - are you sure it will harm all in its path? Even the youth? Everything. It will destroy everything. Pax — Sara Pennypacker

You guess, boy? You don't know? Peter — Sara Pennypacker

The war-sick - they will attack my boy? War — Sara Pennypacker

It's a Buddhist concept. Nonduality. It's about oneness, about how things that seem to be separate are really connected to one another. There are no separations ... This is not just a piece of wood. This is also the clouds that brought the rain that watered the tree, and the birds that nested in it and the squirrels that fed on its nuts. It is also the food my grandparents fed me that made me strong enough to cut the tree, and it's the steel in the axe I used. And it's how you know your fox, which allowed you to carve him yesterday. And it's the story you will tell your children when you give this to them. All these things are separate but also one, inseparable. Do you see? — Sara Pennypacker

She said it meant that no matter how bad things got, we could always make ourselves new again. Vola — Sara Pennypacker

Still big-bellied with kits; — Sara Pennypacker

We all own a beast called anger. It — Sara Pennypacker

you can acheive if you believe — Sara Pennypacker