Plunkett Cooney Quotes

#1. That's life, You know . Dreams come true, just to get ripped away the millisecond you begin to let down your guard and let someone in. And thus the "circle" waits to begin anew. #Quote by Jacob Daniel Plunkett

#2. In South Africa, where HIV-positive children are often shunned, we have an HIV-positive Muppet to teach children to be friendly with children with HIV. But they use local actors. And it's not always a street. Sometimes it's 'Sesame Plaza,' or 'Sesame Tree.' #Quote by Joan Ganz Cooney

#3. The only evil is that I don't mind that it happened. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#4. My heart was on the verge, if not of explosion than of collapse, hurtling to an inward oblivion, sucking down with it the very ground I stood on. #Quote by C.S.E. Cooney

#5. it her fault that the graveyard has the best dirt? She loves her plants! Just #Quote by Ellen Cooney

#6. But West, like the rest of the Trevors, was endlessly polite. It gave them protection; they could stand neatly behind their courtesy. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#7. It wasn't that she stopped being nice; she stopped being anything #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#8. The bad press came because they thought I should fight more. I couldn't get the fights because if I would sign to fight one of King's guys I would be signed to him. I chose not to do that. In hindsight, that might have been a mistake. #Quote by Gerry Cooney

#9. I believe my readers are crazy about their parents and want to be just like them when they grow up. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#10. I love all of it, thinking up the plots, getting to know the kids in the story, their parents, backyards, pizza toppings. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#11. Breakfast was only worth having when somebody else made it for you. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#12. In honor cultures, people are shunned and criticized not for exacting vengeance but for failing to do so. #Quote by Mark Cooney

#13. It was like crawling on glass. No matter how firmly she resolved not to think such stupid things, she thought them. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#14. Cherishing children is the mark of a civilized society. #Quote by Joan Ganz Cooney

#15. No life should pass unnoticed. #Quote by Eleanor Cooney

#16. They ended up at the Old Corner Bookstore, which Brian had read about in a tour guide to Boston. "Longfellow and Hawthorne and Oliver Wendell Holmes used to read here. Let's go in." Brian nudged the girls until they obeyed.
It was a regular bookstore, less history-minded than Brian had expected. In fact, the local history shelves were quite mangeable. I'll buy one book, he thought. This will get me launched in actual reading. Out of the zillions of choices, I'll find one here.
Brian picked out Paul Revere and the World He Lived In. It was thick and somehow exciting, with its chapter headings and scholarly notes and bibliography. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#17. You must love teaching', one mother said to Mr. Shevvington. 'Yes indeed. I think of each class as a zoo.' He laughed..'Twenty-six to a cage. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#18. wanted is a good action book #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#19. When all the Stars become a Memory'

When all the stars become a memory
Hid in the heart of Heaven : when the sun
At last is resting from his weary run,
Sinking to glorious silence in the sea
Of God's own glory : when the immensity
Of Nature's universe its fate has won
And its reward : when Death to death is done
And deathless Being's all that is to be-

Your praise shall 'scape the grinding of the mills:
My songs shall live to drive their blinding cars
Through fiery apocalypse to Heaven's bars!
When God's loosed might the prophet's word fulfils,
My songs shall see the ruin of the hills,
My songs shall sing the dirges of the stars #Quote by Joseph Mary Plunkett

#20. It was not until I was in my forties, in the fifth decade of my life, that the sense of place, the spirit of place, became of paramount importance to me. It was then that I began my travels, that I discovered, through photography, the quality of light, and that I gradually became able to paint the mood of place. #Quote by Barbara Cooney

#21. A culture of dignity expects people to ignore rather than to confront insult, to cultivate inner strength rather than outward display, and to let the state rather than the aggrieved prosecute violence. #Quote by Mark Cooney

#22. Muhammad Ali was the kind of guy you either loved or hated, but you wanted to see him. I happen to really love him. He brought boxing to another level and always made you laugh. #Quote by Gerry Cooney

#23. More clumsily,he put his arm around her and tried to hug. They were definitely amateurs at showing affection. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#24. People think they own time. They have watches and clocks and digital pulses. But they are wrong. Time owns them. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#25. I believe that children in this country need a more robust literary diet than they are getting ... . I will never talk down to, or draw down to, children. #Quote by Barbara Cooney

#26. 'Miss Rumphius' has been, perhaps, the closest to my heart. There are, of course, many dissimilarities between me and Alice Rumphius, but, as I worked, she gradually seemed to become my alter ego. Perhaps she had been that right from the start. #Quote by Barbara Cooney

#27. Don't they look like ancient island princesses, marked out for sacrifice? Sent away for the sake of the islanders, to be given to the sea? #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#28. Roberto Duran was the kind of guy who was a true fighter and you hardly see guys like that anymore. #Quote by Gerry Cooney

#29. It's been one nightmare after another, Christina thought. Pretty soon I won't be able to keep track of them all. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#30. My degree was in education, but the idea of being a teacher lost out to being a reporter. I worked at a newspaper for a while, then went to New York and worked in PR at RCA and NBC, and at 'The United States Steel Hour,' a drama series. #Quote by Joan Ganz Cooney

#31. If you want to know, it was the capitalists who invented marriage in order to protect the laws of inheritance. #Quote by James Plunkett

#32. I wonder why we always deny love. I remember in middle school, if you were accused of the crime of loving, you screamed denials constantly and stopped ever even looking at the boy you were accused of liking. The boys could destroy each other by yodeling, "An-drew lo-oves Jen-nie," and both Andrew and Jennie would flinch and blush. Love is this great thing that most songs and books and poems and lives are all about. So the minute we actually think there might be love around, we start laughing and pretending and hiding from it. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#33. Lying on the front passenger seat, as if it didn't matter, was Rose's Diary.
It Mattered. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#34. Lark did not know how her parents would behave in public. They never came to anything, even teacher conferences. They had basically skipped Lark's life. She didn't mind. She had made her own. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#35. Stephen had just come from a class discussion in which several students believed that the right cup of herbal tea would save them from pain and sorrow. Well acquainted with pain and sorrow, Stephen did not contribute to the discussion. He merely crossed these idiots off his list of possible friends. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#36. In a world where seasons of planting harvests and inundation ruled life and death, it was imperative to bring the gods into daily life to help things along. The more a king invested in festivals of cyclical renewal, the more prosperity the gods bestowed. But if the gods were ignored, bad floods would result, and that meant meager planting and poor harvest, which led in turn to drought, pestilence, disease and death. #Quote by Kara Cooney

#37. Honor is the morality not of the bureaucrat or accountant but the warrior and aristocrat. #Quote by Mark Cooney

#38. Seventh grade had a full complement of creeps, weirdos, future criminals, and nerds. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#39. To be believed, you had to have the support of the Somebodies #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#40. And Ruth was the last person to whom a sensible Indian would hand a weapon. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#41. My favorite book is always the one I'm working on at the moment. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#42. I'm one of the lucky writers: plots come easily to me. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#43. The most crippling part of my personality is that as much as I want to know something, I can't bear admitting I'm ignorant. It's as if I think I should have been born knowing and understanding all. As if when I say out loud, what are you talking about? the world will point and jeer. #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney

#44. St. Lawrence River
May 1705
Temperature 48 degrees

The dancing began. Along with ancient percussion instruments that crackled and rattled, rasped and banged, the St. Francis Indians had French bells, whose clear chimes rang, and even a bugle, whose notes trumpeted across the river and over the trees.
"Mercy Carter!" exclaimed an English voice. "Joanna Kellogg! This is wonderful! I am so glad to see you!" An English boy flung his arms around the girls, embracing them joyfully, whirling them in circles.
Half his head was plucked and shiny bald, while long dark hair hung loose and tangled from the other half. His skin was very tan and his eyes twinkling black. He wore no shirt, jacket or cape: he was Indian enough to ignore the cold that had settled in once the sun went down.
"Ebenezer Sheldon," cried Mercy. "I haven't seen you since the march."
He had been one of the first to receive an Indian name, when the snow thawed and the prisoners had had to wade through slush up to their ankles. Tannhahorens had changed Mercy's moccasins now and then, hanging the wet pair on his shoulder to dry. But Ebenezer's feet had frozen and he had lost some of his toes.
He hadn't complained; in fact, he had not mentioned it. When his master discovered the injury, Ebenezer was surrounded by Indians who admired his silence. The name Frozen Leg was an honor. In English, the name sounded crippled. But in an Indian tongue, it sounded strong.
The boys i #Quote by Caroline B. Cooney