Katherine Paterson

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    Katherine Paterson quote. Sometimes it seemed to him that his life was delicate as a dandelion. One little puff from any direction, and it was blown to bits

    Sometimes it seemed to him that his life was delicate as a dandelion. One little puff from any direction, and it was blown to bits

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    Katherine Paterson quote. You think it's so great to die and make everyone cry and carry on. Well it ain't

    You think it's so great to die and make everyone cry and carry on. Well it ain't

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    Katherine Paterson quote. Everybody gets scared sometimes, May Belle. You don't have to be ashamed

    Everybody gets scared sometimes, May Belle. You don't have to be ashamed

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    Katherine Paterson quote. Church always seemed the same. Jess could tune it out the same way he tuned out school, with his body standing up and sitting down in unison with the rest of the congregation but his mind numb and floating, not really thinking or dreaming but at least free

    Church always seemed the same. Jess could tune it out the same way he tuned out school, with his body standing up and sitting down in unison with the rest of the congregation but his mind numb and floating, not really thinking or dreaming but at least free

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    Katherine Paterson quote. the long train ride was like traveling through limbo. You weren't anywhere when you were on a train, she decided. You weren't where you had been, and you weren't yet where you were going. You were nowhere. It might be beautiful outside the window-and it was, she had sense enough to realize that-but it wasn't anywhere to her, just a scene passing by that was framed by the train window. (p160)

    the long train ride was like traveling through limbo. You weren't anywhere when you were on a train, she decided. You weren't where you had been, and you weren't yet where you were going. You were nowhere. It might be beautiful outside the window-and it was, she had sense enough to realize that-but it wasn't anywhere to her, just a scene passing by that was framed by the train window. (p160)

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