63 Quotes by Caroline B. Cooney

I thought of the parable of the prodigal son. We had made merry for the beloved child's return too - but what happens when the beloved child doesn't say she's sorry? The parable doesn't talk about that. Jesus figures of course you're sorry. Jesus, I thought, you blew it. Not everybody is sorry.

But sometimes, in tight corners, when your back is against the wall and the world is against you, you have to fight back in unexpected ways.

If I were a seagullI wouldn't have to stick aroundIf people argued- I would fly off,swerve, wheel, dip, scream.a thousand wings of company if I have friendstwo strong wings of my ownIf I don't

She had never had a daydream that dreamed itself, like nightmares. That crawled out of her brain like a creature of the dark. A daymare.

Seventh grade had a full complement of creeps, weirdos, future criminals, and nerds.

People think they own time. They have watches and clocks and digital pulses. But they are wrong. Time owns them.

I actually thought you would be kind," said the vampire."Go away!" screamed Devnee.He did not answer."I didn't have to be kind," Devnee told him. "Victoria was kind for me."He laughed."No one can be kind for you, my dear," said the vampire. "But I don't mind, of course. I have you now. There's no escape, my dear. You and I, Devnee Fountain, are a team.

She was a mind floating in an ocean of confusion.

She had a sense of herself being brain dead: running on tubes and machines.