Laurie Halse Anderson
Laurie Halse Anderson
Laurie Halse Anderson is an American writer best known for children's and young adult novels. She received the Margaret A. Edwards Award from the American Library Association in 2009 for her contribution to young adult literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth23 October 1961
CountryUnited States of America
eating-disorder skinny cry
The stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking didn't make her skinny, it made her cry.
wish be-careful careful-what-you-wish-for
Be careful what you wish for. There's always a catch.
want limits shy
I would never be popular. I didn't want to be; I liked being shy. I'd never be the smartest or the hottest or the happiest. By eighth grade you start to figure out your limits.
cutting soul needs
Puke and starve and cut and drink because you don't want to feel any of this. Puke and starve and cut and drink because you need an anesthetic and it works. For awhile. But then the anesthetic turns into poison and by then it's to late because you are maintaining it now,straight into your soul. It is rotting you and you can't stop.
suicide hurt blood
I open a paperclip and scratch it across the inside of my left wrist. Pitiful. If a suicide attempt is a cry for help, then what is this. A whimper, a peep? I draw little window cracks of blood, etching line after line until it stops hurting.
eye rivers perfect
I look at my homely sketch. It doesn't need anything. Even through the river in my eyes I can see that. It isn't perfect and that makes it just right.
perfect interesting tree
Nothing is perfect. Flaws are interesting. Be the tree.
bucks pockets dollars
I have ten bucks in my pocket - what to spend it on? French fries - ten dollars' worth of french fries, ultimate fantasy.
mom dad smell
What do you miss about being alive?" The sound of my mom singing, a little off-key. The way my dad went to all my swim meets and I could hear his whistle when my head was underwater, even if he did yell at me afterward for not trying harder. I miss going to the library. I miss the smell of clothes fresh out of the dryer. I miss diving off the highest board and nailing the landing. I miss waffles" - p. 272.
sun ghost come-up
The best time to talk to ghosts is just before the sun comes up.
skins mouths stuff
I stuff my mouth with old fabric and scream until there are no sounds left under my skin.
soul speak walks
You must walk alone to find your soul.
sports fashion beach
In one universe, they are gorgeous, straight-teethed, long-legged, wrapped in designer fashions, and given sports cars on their sixteenth birthdays. Teacher smile at them and grade them on the curve. They know the first names of the staff. They are the Pride of the Trojans. Oops – I mean Pride of the Blue Devils. In Universe #2, they throw parties wild enough to attract college students. They worship the stink of Eau de Jocque. They rent beach houses in Cancún during Spring Break and get group-rate abortions before prom.
earthquakes understood
I understood what triggered her earthquakes, most of them.