Prelutsky Summer Quotes & Sayings
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Holy swoon-gate!' Elliot exclaims when I finally get to the end of my tale. 'If that's what Brooklyn boys are like I'm emigrating as soon as possible! — Zoe Sugg

Mencheres slid through the water toward her, drawn by the same inexorable compulsion that led moths to dance with flames. He'd had several lifetimes' worth of reason, cold machinations, and, ultimately, emptiness. Perhaps the moths knew what he didn't, that the joy of the flame was worth the price of destruction. — Jeaniene Frost

I would say Pittsburgh softly each time before throwing him up. Whisper Pittsburgh with my mouth against the tiny ear and throw him higher. Pittsburgh and happiness high up. The only way to leave even the smallest trace. So that all his life her son would feel gladness unaccountably when anyone spoke of the ruined city of steel in America. Each time almost remembering something maybe important that got lost. — Jack Gilbert

I don't get why people say the sky's the limit when we have footprints on the moon. — Lorde

If this is the last piece of heaven I get before I'm dragged down to hell, then I'll gladly take it. — Mia Sheridan

We wanted peace. We did not care about anyone's victory or defeat. We just wanted the bombs to stop falling on us. — Thich Nhat Hanh

I found a treehouse. I found this weird tree, out in a field, and someone had put a piece of a fence, way up in a tree. I just went up there and went to sleep for a few hours, in full cowboy regalia. And someone did take a photo. I have a photo of it, somewhere. It brought me back to when I was 12 years old, sitting in a treehouse and imagining that I was in a Western somewhere. — James Badge Dale

There is a treasure in the heart of every man if you can only find it — Winston Churchill

My music education was oral. I was resistant to scores and things like that. In Jewish religious music, there are no scores. You learn everything by rote, by ear, by repeating. — Charlemagne Palestine

Being a songwriter requires versatility while being an artist requires you to create a cohesive body of work. I truly enjoy both. — Wendy Starland