86 Quotes by Sharon M. Draper

If Maria is our hugger, Gloria is our rocker. She rocks for hours in the corner under one of the dumb smiling flowers.

Her mother gave her a piece of warm biscuit and a hug before they left. “Stones don’t cry, child. Remember that,” was all she said.

Stella expected to see fire in Mr. Spencer’s eyes, fire like the flames that had made tinder of his house. Instead his eyes were soft, gentle, and brown like the earth. “I have to show them they didn’t destroy me,” he said simply.

Down to the 23rd page of double dutch!

I like how a book feels when I turn the pages, and how the ink smells – almost like something good to eat.