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Somewhere in my brain
each laugh, tear and lullaby
becomes memory. — Jacqueline Woodson
each laugh, tear and lullaby
becomes memory. — Jacqueline Woodson
Time comes to us softly, slowly. It sits beside us for a while. Then, long before we are ready, it moves on.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Mama says it's okay to be on the quiet side - if quiet means you're listening, watching, taking it all in.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I never know, when I start writing a story, what's going to happen, or how it will all get sorted out.
— Jacqueline Woodson
If I loved someone enough, I would go anywhere in the world with them.
- Staggerlee — Jacqueline Woodson
- Staggerlee — Jacqueline Woodson
That's all anybody is-themselves. People all the time wanting to change that.
— Jacqueline Woodson
When I took these things from the house:
some tapes, some books, my winter clothes,
I did not know that these would become the
things I own. — Jacqueline Woodson
some tapes, some books, my winter clothes,
I did not know that these would become the
things I own. — Jacqueline Woodson
So this is what he believes in
your hands in the cool dirt
until the earth gives back to you
all that you've asked of it. — Jacqueline Woodson
your hands in the cool dirt
until the earth gives back to you
all that you've asked of it. — Jacqueline Woodson
Diversity is about all of us, and about us having to figure out how to walk through this world together.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Fifteen. Sixteen was probably something, but fifteen - fifteen was a place between here and nowhere.
— Jacqueline Woodson
How can I explain to anyone that stories are like air to me, I breathe them in and let them out over and over again.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Everything and everyone seemed like it was part of a long-ago time - when I was young and free and living.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Wasn't afraid of dying because dying had always been somewhere in our house, somewhere so close, we could feel the wind of it on our cheeks.
— Jacqueline Woodson
And it's not even strange that it feels the way it's always felt like the place we belong to. Like home.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I do believe that books can change lives and give people this kind of language they wouldn't have had otherwise,
— Jacqueline Woodson
This earth is seventy percent water. Hard not to walk into it.
— Jacqueline Woodson
The Bible is big in the religion, treating people as you want to be treated.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Sometimes people don't get a chance to say good-bye, Stag.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Do you remember?'
Someone's always asking and
someone else, always does — Jacqueline Woodson
Someone's always asking and
someone else, always does — Jacqueline Woodson
But it's what the world does to people. It makes some of us feel ugly and it makes some of us look like criminals, like angry fools.
— Jacqueline Woodson
They're all inside of us, ... past people and present people. And probably even the people we'll become.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Racism doesn't know color, death doesn't know age, and pain doesn't know might.
— Jacqueline Woodson
That's good. Always take the time. You really never know when you're not going to have it anymore.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I don't know," he said softly. "I look into the future and I don't see anything else. It's like it's this big blank space where I should be.
— Jacqueline Woodson
No matter how big you get, it's still okay to cry because everybody's got a right to their own tears.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Maybe, I am thinking, there is something hidden like this, in all of us. A small gift from the universe waiting to be discovered.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Kids are something. All they can see is the beauty in a moment.
— Jacqueline Woodson
You can't have too many books featuring people of color, just like you can't have too many books featuring white people.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Write down what I think I know. The knowing will come.
Just keep listening ... — Jacqueline Woodson
Just keep listening ... — Jacqueline Woodson
And freedom? Oh, freedom.
Well that's just some people talking.
Your prison is walking through this world all alone. — Jacqueline Woodson
Well that's just some people talking.
Your prison is walking through this world all alone. — Jacqueline Woodson
We don't know to be sad, the weight of our grandparents' love like a blanket with us beneath it, safe and warm.
— Jacqueline Woodson
In all your getting, get understanding.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I think I'd rather have my heart broke than do the breaking.
- Lena — Jacqueline Woodson
- Lena — Jacqueline Woodson
know now that what is tragic isn't the moment. It is the memory.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Maybe this is how it happened first for everyone - adults promising us their own failed future.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Then I let the stories live
inside my head, again and again
until the real world fades back
into cricket lullabies
and my own dreams. — Jacqueline Woodson
inside my head, again and again
until the real world fades back
into cricket lullabies
and my own dreams. — Jacqueline Woodson
I have all this stuff - all these thoughts going on inside me and they all seem so - so dangerous.
- Tyler — Jacqueline Woodson
- Tyler — Jacqueline Woodson
To me, elegy suggests that there is hope, and in some respects you've moved past the loss and are able to deal with it and to write about it.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Seems like every time life starts straightening itself out, something's gotta go and happen.
— Jacqueline Woodson
But on paper, things can live forever.
On paper, a butterfly
never dies. — Jacqueline Woodson
On paper, a butterfly
never dies. — Jacqueline Woodson
There was a time when I believed there was loss that could not be defined, that language had not caught up to death's enormity.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I would never trust her. Not one hundred percent. Not the way some people can trust their mothers.
— Jacqueline Woodson
The idea of feeling isolated is scary to me - to walk through the world alone would be heartbreaking.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Who hasn't walked through a life of small tragedies?
— Jacqueline Woodson
People are going to judge you all the time no matter what you do ... Don't worry about other people. Worry about you.
— Jacqueline Woodson
You can't always be pushing people away. Someday nobody'll come back.
— Jacqueline Woodson
My whole family knows I can't sing. My voice, my sister says, is just left of the key. Just right of the tune. But I sing anyway, whenever I can.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I work hard, he says, I treat people like I want to be treated. God sees this, God knows.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Stories can be windows, but also mirrors.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I loved and still love watching words flower into sentences and sentences blossom into stories.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Sometimes ... you have to try to forget people you love just so you can keep living.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Will the words end, I ask
whenever I remember to.
Nope, my sister says, all of five years old now,
and promising me
infinity. — Jacqueline Woodson
whenever I remember to.
Nope, my sister says, all of five years old now,
and promising me
infinity. — Jacqueline Woodson
Some days I just think the whole world and life and everything is stupid. And that's 'cause I be missing you.
— Jacqueline Woodson
She said she was going to live-that tomorrow wasn't guaranteed.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Sometimes, I don't know that words for things,
how to write down the feeling of knowing
that every dying person leaves something behind. — Jacqueline Woodson
how to write down the feeling of knowing
that every dying person leaves something behind. — Jacqueline Woodson
There is something so deeply visceral about libraries for me-rooms and rooms full of people dreaming and remembering.
— Jacqueline Woodson
I want to catch words one day. I want to hold them then blow gently, watch them float right out of my hands.
— Jacqueline Woodson
You're a part of me ... You're in my heart. Forever and always, all right?
- D — Jacqueline Woodson
- D — Jacqueline Woodson
This is what kindness does, Ms.Albert said. Each little thing we do goes out, like a ripple, into the world.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Everyone else
has gone away.
And now coming back home
isn't really coming back home at all. — Jacqueline Woodson
has gone away.
And now coming back home
isn't really coming back home at all. — Jacqueline Woodson
My mother has a gap between
her two front teeth. So does Daddy Gunnar.
Each child in this family has the same space
connecting us. — Jacqueline Woodson
her two front teeth. So does Daddy Gunnar.
Each child in this family has the same space
connecting us. — Jacqueline Woodson
When there are many worlds
you can choose the one
you walk into each day. — Jacqueline Woodson
you can choose the one
you walk into each day. — Jacqueline Woodson
I believe in one day and someday and this perfect moment called Now.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Probably still believed that if you wished hard enough you could make the impossible happen.
— Jacqueline Woodson
No past. No future. Just this perfect Now.
— Jacqueline Woodson
We knew Down South. Everyone had one. Jamaica, Dominican Republic, Puerto Rico.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Even the silence
has a story to tell you.
Just listen. Listen. — Jacqueline Woodson
has a story to tell you.
Just listen. Listen. — Jacqueline Woodson
The empty swing set reminds us of this
that bad won't be bad forever,
and what is good can sometimes last
a long, long time. — Jacqueline Woodson
that bad won't be bad forever,
and what is good can sometimes last
a long, long time. — Jacqueline Woodson
My sister's clear soft voice opens up the world to me. I lean in so hungry for it.
— Jacqueline Woodson
My mamma says I shouldn't go on the other side ... My mama says the same thing. But she never said nothing about sitting on it
— Jacqueline Woodson
I couldn't be a writer without hope. I think I became a writer because I'm pretty optimistic.
— Jacqueline Woodson
Someday somebody's going to come along and knock this old fence down.
— Jacqueline Woodson