Top 242 Quotes & Sayings by Laurie Halse Anderson

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Last updated on November 3, 2024.
Laurie Halse Anderson

Laurie Halse Anderson is an American writer, known for children's and young adult novels. She received the Margaret A. Edwards Award from the American Library Association in 2010 for her contribution to young adult literature.

That can be the most painstaking aspect of being a teen, figuring out what the world really looks like. If you find someone in a book, you know you're not alone and that's what's so comforting about books.
It's bad timing, but a lot of kids become teenagers just as their parents are hitting their mid-life crisis. So everybody's miserable and confused and seeking that new sense of identity.
Some adults would rather pretend that bad things don't exist than to talk about them. — © Laurie Halse Anderson
Some adults would rather pretend that bad things don't exist than to talk about them.
Sometimes things just fall out of your head on the paper, and if you're smart, you learn not to touch them.
Kids are mostly very resilient.
I'm a big 'Star Trek' fan.
I don't reread my books after they're published, because it's agony.
I wish America would stop judging and criticizing teens and instead, try to understand the battles they have to fight every day.
I've written in every imaginable location; a repurposed closet, the kitchen table, the bleachers while my kids had basketball practice, the front seat of the car when they were at soccer. In airports. On trains. In the break room when I was supposed to be wolfing down dinner. In the back of classrooms when I was supposed to be paying attention.
This is my one beef with Hollywood: It's great for movie sales, but they've created this fiction for us that, when you have a hard thing in your life, it's going to get fixed, and then your life will be awesome! Forever!
Sometimes when I find myself very irritated about a topic, I know it's my next book.
We've fallen down on our responsibility to our children by somehow creating this world where they're surrounded by images of sexuality; and yet, we as adults struggle to talk to kids honestly about sex, the rules of dignity and consent.
I've dealt with depression my entire life, on and off, which makes me the perfect author for teenage readers. — © Laurie Halse Anderson
I've dealt with depression my entire life, on and off, which makes me the perfect author for teenage readers.
The feedback I get is that my books are honest. I don't sugar-coat anything. Life is really hard.
We're good at taking care of little kids, and spend a lot of energy teaching them things like how to read. But when kids get as tall as their parents and can look them in the eyes, we tend to drop the ball - at a time they most need a loving consistent community of adults, be it parents, aunts, uncles, or others.
I am super proud of being an American, but we fail our veterans every day.
I think maybe I might have to do what some other authors do, which is do a variation on my name, just to send readers the message that, 'Yep, this is me, but this is a different part of me. So brace yourself.'
You know how sometimes you hear a chord played on an organ and you can feel it vibrating in your bones? Sometimes when I'm writing, I can feel my bones vibrating because I'll have a thought or I'll have a character's voice in my head, and that's when I know I'm on the right track.
I think how veterans are treated in our country is an abomination. We don't have the draft any more, which is why so many soldiers come from working-class - rather than middle- or high-income families. Those wealthier families aren't affected, so they're not agitating for change.
We have to acknowledge that adolescence is that time of transition where we begin to introduce to children that life isn't pretty, that there are difficult things, there are hard situations, it's not fair. Bad things happen to good people.
I'm finally watching 'Mad Men.' As a child of the '60s, I can't believe how old everything looks! I am the age of baby Eugene.
I reach for funny books all the time to help me get through life.
If I can write a book that will help the world make a little more sense to a teen, then that's why I was put on the planet.
Each reader has to find her or his own message within a book.
I don't say anything and I feel awful. I tell somebody and I feel worse. I'm having trouble finding a middle ground.
IT happened. There is no avoiding it, no forgetting. No running away, or flying, or burying, or hiding.
I stuff my mouth with old fabric and scream until there are no sounds left under my skin.
Apologies mean nothing if you don't mean it.
This is where you can find your soul if you dare. Where you can touch that part of you that you've never dared look at before. Do not come here and ask me to show you how to draw a face. Ask me to help you find the wind.
Write about the emotions you fear the most.
I make it through the first two weeks of school without a nuclear meltdown.
I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind. Did he rape my head, too?
I pull my lower lip all the way in between my teeth. If I try hard enough, maybe I can gobble my whole self this way.... I didn't try hard enough to swallow myself.
Can't escape pain, kiddo. Battle through it and you get stronger.
Art without emotion its like chocolate cake without sugar. It makes you gag.
I need a new friend. I need a friend, period. Not a true friend, nothing close or share clothes or sleepover giggle giggle yak yak. Just a pseudo-friend, disposable friend. Friend as accessory. Just so I don't feel or look so stupid.
I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here. So, how can I find my way? Is there a chain saw of the soul, an ax I can take to my memories or fears?
When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time. — © Laurie Halse Anderson
When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
Censorship is the child of fear and the father of ignorance.
This is not our fight', the old man said. 'British or American, that is not the choice. You must choose your own side, find your road through the valley of darkness that will lead you to the river Jordan. . . Look hard for your river Jordan, my child. You'll find it.
You have to know what you stand for, not just what you stand against.
I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't want to die. I want to eat like a normal person eats, but I need to see my bones or I will hate myself even more and I might cut my heart out or take every pill that was ever made.
He says a million things without saying a word. I have never heard a more eloquent silence.
It is easier not to say anything. Shut your trap, button your lip, can it. All that crap you hear on TV about communication and expressing feelings is a lie. Nobody really wants to hear what you have to say.
Why are you being so mean?" "Friends tell friends the truth." "yeah, but not to hurt, to help.
In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.
Censoring books that deal with difficult, adolescent issues does not protect anybody. Quite the opposite. It leaves kids in the darkness and makes them vulnerable. Censorship is the child of fear and the father of ignorance. Our children cannot afford to have the truth of the world withheld from them
Why not draw naked guys, just to be fair? Naked women is art, naked guys a no-no, I bet. Probably because most painters are men. — © Laurie Halse Anderson
Why not draw naked guys, just to be fair? Naked women is art, naked guys a no-no, I bet. Probably because most painters are men.
It's a shame we can't just admit that we failed family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives.
I am almost a real girl the entire drive home. I went to a diner. I drank hot chocolate and ate french fries. Talked to a guy for a while. Laughed a couple of times. A little like ice-skating for the first time, wobbly, but I did it.
Don't expect to make a difference unless you speak up for yourself.
A scar is a sign of strength. . .the sign of a survivor.
You can tell a book is real when your heart beats faster. Real books make you sweat. Cry, if no one is looking. Real books help you make sense of your crazy life. Real books tell it true, don't hold back and make you stronger. But most of all, real books give you hope. Because it's not always going to be like this and books-the good ones, the ones-show you how to make it better. Now.
I shake my head. I pick up the rake and start making the dead-leaf pile neater. A blister pops and stains the rake handle like a tear. Dad nods and walks to the Jeep, keys jangling in his fingers. A mockingbird lands on a low oak branch and scolds me. I rake the leaves out of my throat. Me: "Can you buy some seeds? Flower seeds?
When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time. You'd be shocked at how many adults are really dead inside—walking through their days with no idea who they are, just waiting for a heart attack or cancer or a Mack truck to come along and finish the job. It's the saddest thing I know.
Homework is not an option. My bed is sending out serious nap rays. I can't help myself. The fluffy pillows and warm comforter are more powerful than I am. I have no choice but to snuggle under the covers.
I am so sorry. I wish you knew even one tenth of one percent of how sorry I am. ...It was my fault. Can I kill myself here, or should I do it outside, so the mess on your carpet doesn't upset your mother?
I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.
I wonder how long it would take for anyone to notice if I just stopped talking.
She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so...I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.
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