Juvenile Fiction Quotes

“Better to have to retrace your steps and then move forward than never to move forward at all.”
― Anne Burack Sayre, The Birthday Book Club Snatching: The Melinda & Simon Series

“If fairy-story as a kind is worth reading at all it is worthy to be written for and read by adults. They will, of course, put more in and get more out than children can. Then, as a branch of a genuine art, children may hope to get fairy-stories fit for them to read and yet within their measure; as they may hope to get suitable introductions to poetry, history, and the sciences. Though it may be better for them to read some things, especially fairy-stories, that are beyond their measure rather than short of it. Their books like their clothes should allow for growth, and their books at any rate should encourage it.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Monsters and the Critics and Other Essays

“Nissa, you have a kind and bold heart, Follow it, and you will never go astray.”
― Brittany Oldroyd, Segolia: Daughter of Prophecy

“I don't know what's worse, being ignored or stared at.”
― Renata Suerth, New School & Other Stuff

“I don't have any big adventures."
"But of course you have big adventures," Papa said. You have adventures of all sorts, all the time."
"Not like Radish in the Book of Tales," Geraldine said, scuffing a toe along the ground. "I could never be like Radish."
"No, you don't have adventures exactly like Radish," Papa said. "But that's because you're not Radish and you must have your own adventures. All creatures must."
"Happy ones?" Geraldine asked.
"In the end, yes. But they won't all seem that way at first. They'll have unexpected twists and turns. You must let them play out to the end, like a story in the Book of Tales. Follow God, speak to him and listen to him, and all tales will be beautiful in their time.”
― Karin Kaufman, The Adventures of Geraldine Woolkins

“Este es el mundo en el que vivimos, y ésa no es nuestra elección. Todo lo que podemos elegir es hacer lo que está en nuestras manos para mejorarlo, o dejarlo en manos de quienes no lo harán”
― Diego Valenzuela, La Armadura de Dios

“Honey, tears don’t make you weak. They’re grief’s way of rain falling on embers.”
― Liana Gardner, Rain Falling on Embers

“My whole life, I’ve watched my mother let the winds of circumstance blow her south of happy, and she never sees the bright side of anything.”
― Liana Gardner, South of Happy

“It’s like blowing on embers. The past sparks to life and haunts you.”
― Liana Gardner, South of Happy

“Home. Such a small word—but meaning so much. I wasn’t headed toward home. I was getting farther and farther away with each passing mile.”
― Liana Gardner, Rain Falling on Embers

“A crowd began to gather round to watch the Heat begin.
They soon would learn which one would earn the famous Golden Fin!
The boards were tied to dolphin guides that pulled them like a sleigh
to what they called The Channel, every surfer's Dream Highway!”
― J.Z. Bingham

“Remember kid, you're only as sane as the people you choose to love.

Manny, Miracle at Margari Park”
― John J. Parrino, MIRACLE AT MARGARI PARK: Building Extraordinary Relationships

“Nigel half-smiled. How Stella's eyes sparkled in the firelight!
"I heard you play the violin very well."
"I play a few tunes."
Stella Chapman's voice tailed off, her red hair fell forward, screening her face.
"And you?" Billy said, diverting attention to the sandy-haired questioner. "What do you plan to do with the rest of your life?"
Nigel went quiet.
"Anything, I guess." He threw out his arms, his palms facing upward. How would they understand? Only he had lived his life.”
― Suzy Davies, The Girl in The Red Cape

“Are we nearly there now?" the bear asked, at regular intervals. His voice began to sound like a sigh because it was nearly time for lunch, and he wanted to stop by the sea.”
― Suzy Davies, Snugs The Snow Bear

“The very best children's stories are enjoyed by adults.”
― Wayne Gerard Trotman

“You know what this means," Harrison said.
"It means no goodbye," Zoe said, feeling a smile rise up from inside her.
Pipsqueak nuzzled the top of her head.”
― Sarah Beth Durst, Catalyst

“¿Has dormido alguna noche de verano al raso? Si no lo has hecho, no has vivido. Era lo que decía mi abuelo, a mi padre le parecía ridículo pero a mí me emocionaba; mi abuelo, y las cosas que contaba.”
― antonio heras, El beso de Judas

“Dos palabras que podrían haber significado mi felicidad, mi sueño cumplido; pero no supe aprovechar el momento, no acerté a adivinar en ellas lo que ahora distingo con nitidez.”
― Antonio Heras, El beso de Judas

“সুকুমার রায়কে 'হাসির কবিতা'র গণ্ডির মধ্যে ধরে রাখা যায় না। 'আবোল তাবোল', আমার প্রথম থেকেই মনে হয়েছে, বাংলা ভাষার রীতিমতো একটি কাব্যগ্রন্থ, যাতে হাসির ছুতো করে, ছবি ও কৌতুকের সাহায্যে ভুলিয়ে এনে, শিশুদের এবং বয়স্কদেরও কয়েক ফোঁটা বিশুদ্ধ কাব্যরস অন্তঃস্থ করে দেওয়া হলো। 'মেঘ-মুলুকে ঝাপসা রাতে রামধনুকের আবছায়াতে' বসে 'আলোয় ঢাক�� অন্ধকারে'র গন্ধে ঘন্টাধ্বনি শুনতে পাবেন কি কবি ছাড়া অন্য কেউ? না কি অন্য কেউ 'পান্তভূতের জ্যান্ত ছানা'কে 'জোছনা হাওয়ার স্বপ্ন-ঘোড়া'য় চড়িয়ে দেবেন? তাঁকে কবি বলে না-মানতে হলে "কবি" কথাটায় অন্যায়ভাবে সীমানা টানতে হয়।

("বাংলা শিশুসাহিত্য" প্রবন্ধ থেকে)”
― Buddhadeva Bose, সাহিত্যচর্চা

“ছেলেমানুষ আর বুড়োমানুষ একই জগতে বাস করে, কিন্তু দুজনের দৃষ্টি সমান নয়। আমরা ছেলেবেলায় মাঝে-মাঝে যে অদ্ভুত লোকের সংস্পর্শে আসি, বড়ো হলে তা ভুলে যাই। দৈবক্রমে কেউ-কেউ বড়ো হয়েও বাল্যের দিব্যদৃষ্টি বজায় রাখেন, এঁরাই সার্থক শিশু-সাহিত্য লিখতে পারেন। লীলা মজুমদারের এই দুর্লভ বাল্যদৃষ্টি আছে। ছেলেমেয়েরা এঁর লেখা পড়ে তৃপ্ত হবে কারণ ইনি তাদের চোখেই দেখেছেন, তাদের ভাষাতেই লিখেছেন। কথাচ্ছলে সদুপদেশ দেবার চেষ্টা করেননি।”
― Rajshekhar Basu

“Since then I've shared this insight
with those whose paths I've crossed:
When we unite and help each other,
fewer suffer loss.

Farewell, farewell,
my travel friend, whether great or small.
Remember always these five words:
We matter one and all.”
― Kirsten L. Marie, Rhyme of the Aged Hummingbird

“Adam lifted his hands and tried to gently capture the butterfly, but it floated away on the breeze. He trailed the creature along the streets, tripping over shop signs and uneven paving stones. He jostled and shoved and pushed through crowds. He pursued it past the Opera House and the deserted open
market.
It was ethereal.”
― Suzy Davies, The Snow Queen