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Jerry Spinelli Biography

Jerry Spinelli (born February 1, 1941) is an American writer of children's novels that feature adolescence and early adulthood. He is best known for Maniac Magee, Stargirl and Wringer.

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She might be pointing to a doorway, or a person, or the sky. But such things were so common to my eyes, so undistinguished, that they would register as "nothing" I walked in a gray world of nothing.

Common, Eye, Gray, Sky, Walked, World

To a person who expects every desert to be barren sand dunes, the Sonoran must come as a surprise. Not only are there no dunes, there's no sand. At least not the sort of sand you find at the beach. The ground does have a sandy color to it, or gray, but your feet won't sink in. It's hard, as if it's been tamped. And pebbly. And glinting with -- what else -- mica.

Barren, Beach, Color, Feet, Glinting, Gray

Beware of solipsism Funny word. Sounds like it means "love of melons" or something. I looked it up. It means believing that "the self is the only reality. " Am I solipsist?

Believe, Like, Love, Mean, Melons, Reality

Why do we wrap things? Usually to protect them. The more fragile they are, the more important the wrapping. Your dream is prey to many perils. It may shatter under the blows of criticism, evaporate with competition's heat, sink to the bottomless depths of others' indifference. Tend to your dream. Protect it as you would a fallen nestling. Until the day when it—and you—will fly.

Blow, Competition, Criticism, Dream, Heat, Perils

I’ll still be missing you as much as ever. I’l still smile at the memory of you. I’ll still be - Okay, I’ll say it again - loving you, but I won’t abandon myseld for you. I cannot be faithful to you without being faithful to myself.

Abandon, Loving You, Memories, Missing, Myseld, Wont

How much better might human communication be if words were as precious as diamonds? If each of us were allotted only 100 words per day?

100, Communication, Day, Diamond, Human, Might

He doesn't think. He just does. A nonthinking doer.

Doe, Doer, Doers, Nonthinking, Think, Thinking

A strong relationship is an honest relationship, and no honest relationship is all peaches and cream. Love is the key. Where love abides, anger is but a passing visitor.

Keys, Love, Love Is, Peaches, Strong

She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day.

Bendable, Corner, Corners, Day, Light, Stargirl

Nobody knows who said it first, but somebody must have: 'Kid's gotta be a maniac.

Firsts, Gotta, Kids, Maniac, Nobody, Said

I didn't realize we were being watched. We were all being watched

Realize, Realizing, Watched

Today the mockingbird does not sound very happy. It sounds if it is coming apart. As of the very heart of itself-its song-is breaking into pieces and flying off in a hundred directions.

Flying, Heart, Hundred, Pieces, Song

Friendship isn't always sunnyside up.

Friendship, Sunnyside

He said even if it's too cloudy to see, the sun will still rise, it will still be there. "But that's the whole point," I said. "Seeing it. " "Is it?" he said.

Cloudy, Rise, Said, Sun

She's alone, they kept telling themselves, and surely she danced in no one's arms, yet somehow that seemed to matter less and less. As the night went on, and clarinet and coyote call mingled beyond the lantern light, the magic of their own powder-blue jackets and orchids seemed to fade, and it came to them in small sensations that they were more alone than she was.

Alone, Arms, Blue, Light, Magic, Night

Events become feelings, feelings become events

Feelings, Events, Become

I’m erased. I’m gone. I’m nothing. And then the world is free to flow into me like water into an empty bowl…. And… I see. I hear. But not with eyes and ears. I’m not outside my world anymore, and I’m not really inside it either. The thing is, there’s no difference between me and the universe. The boundary is gone. I am it and it is me. I am a stone, a cactus thorn. I am rain. I like that most of all, being rain.

Anymore, Empty, Eye, Free, Life, Rain

And so I'm me again, Leo. Thanks to the example of a five-year-old. I'm hoping you wouldn't want it any other way. Not that you weren't flattered, right? I mean, to have a girl two thousand miles away going to pieces over you, weeping at the mere memory of you, losing her appetite, losing herself and self-respect - well, that's trophy enough for any guy's ego, huh?

Appetite, Girl, Mean, Memories, Miles, Weeping

Nobody told me how hard it was going to be to get published. I wrote four novels that nobody wanted, sent them out all over, collected hundreds and hundreds of rejection slips.

Four, Nobody, Novel, Rejection, Slips

In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew

Butterfly, Cactus, Corkboard, Mind, Minds

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