Top 77 David Almond Quotes
#1. The world will be our oyster. We'll be wandering stars. We'll be footloose and free.
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#2. I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.
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#3. It's always been the case that politicians want different things from children than good educators do. Good educators want imaginative, exploratory beings, but politicians just want economic units.
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#4. I woke up and knew he was gone.
Straightaway I knew he was gone. When you love somebody you know these things.
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#5. I learned to be a regional writer by reading people like Flannery O'Connor. She was a huge influence.
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#6. Live an adventure. Live like you're in a story.
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#7. Anything seems possible at night when the rest of the world has gone to sleep.
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#8. Death is hungry and Destruction is determined and it does not like its intended victims to get away.
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#9. Can love help a person to get better?' I asked.
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#10. The beauties of the North seemed to be intensified by the loss we had experienced there, and they drew us back to them.
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#11. I won't ask for enything mor complicated today as I don't wish to further disapoynt myself.
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#12. I love afternoons like that, like when we talk about things like metempsychosis, when we learn so much, and explore so much, and ideas grow and take flight, like the idea about the universe and the egg. I love being home-schooled, when we don't have to stick to subjects and timetables and rules.
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#13. I said, 'Do you know what shoulder blades are for?'
She giggled.
'Do you not even know that?' she said.
'Do you?'
'It's a proven fact, common knowledge. They're where your wings were, and where they'll grow again.
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#14. Themes around education and learning run through my work.
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#15. Well, well," she murmurs as I back away.
She makes a rectangle with her index fingers and thumbs and looks at my skin through it.
"You're right," she says. "The boy's a living work of art.
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#16. We are all wanderers and travellers, refugees and pilgrims until we return once more to the stars.
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#17. Sometimes we just have to accept there are things we can't know. Why is your sister ill? Why did my father die? ... Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can't. we have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.
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#18. When you grow up", I said, "do you ever stop feeling little and weak?"
"No," she says. "There's always a little frail and tiny thing inside, no matter how grown-up you are.
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#19. It was great to see the owls," I said.
She smiled.
"Yes. They're wild things, of course. Killers, savages. They're wonderful.
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#20. We have each other, and our stories twist and mingle like the twisting currents of a river. We hold each other tight as we spin and lurch across our lives. There are moments of great joy and magic. The most astounding things can lie waiting as each day dawns, as each page turns.
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#21. Stories are living things, creatures that move and grow in the imaginations of writer and reader. They must be solid and touchable just like the land, and must have fluid half-known depths just like the sea.
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#22. I was born in a hovel on the banks of the Tyne, as so many of us were back then.
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#23. I know I'm writing better now than I ever did for adults because I'm writing for an audience who know that they don't know everything.
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#24. We stand dead still and we listen to the night. The city drones. An owl hoots and a cat howls and a dog barks and a siren wails.
We let the stars shine into us.
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#25. What is is?'
'I don't know. I don't even know if it's true or if it's a dream.'
'That's alright. Truth and Dreams are always getting muddled.
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#26. We come into the world out of the dark. We haven't got a clue where we've come from. We've got no idea where we're going. But while we're here in the world, if we're brave enough, we flap our wings and fly.
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#27. We thought a little longer, and in the end we simply called her Joy.
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#29. A good bookshop is not just about selling books from shelves, but reaching out into the world and making a difference.
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#30. It's called evolution. You must know that. Yes, we are.'
She looked up from her book.
'I would hope, though,' she went on, 'that we also have some rather more beautiful ancestors. Don't you?'
Mina
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#31. We roamed between the angels and the eagles. Bats flickered against the starry sky. Moonlight poured down
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#32. It's so strange: grown-ups trying to become young, young ones trying to grow up and all the time, whatever people want, time moves forward, forward.
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#33. What is the purpose of living if there are no perils to be encountered and overcome?
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#34. What are you?" I whispered.
He shrugged again.
"Something," he said. "Something like you, something like a beast, something like a bird, something like an angel." He laughed. "Something like that.
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#35. Anyway, in the end, I don't really believe in Heaven at all and i don't believe in perfect angles. I think that this might be the only Heaven there can possibly be, this world we live in now, but we haven't quite realized it yet.
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#36. Writing will be like a journey, every word a footstep that takes me further into undiscovered land.
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#37. Some say that you should turn your face from the light of the moon. They say it makes you mad.
I turn my face towards it and I laugh.
Make me mad, I whisper. Go on, make Mina mad.
I laugh again.
Some people think that she's already mad, I think.
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#38. It happened so long ago I can't even be sure it happened as I say it did. Stories change in the telling, memory makes up as much as it knows. We were very small. The things we saw were all mixed up with the things we dreamed and the things we were scared of.
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#39. There's light and joy, but there's also darkness all around and we can be lost in it.
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#40. We come to a lamp beside the pathway, and suddenly we stop walking, and we start to dance, and we glitter in the shafts of light, like stars, like flies, like flakes of dust.
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#41. I think of him dreaming of being married to Kim and of tractors and harvesters and conferences in nice country hotels while my dreams are filled with war, with snakes, with bloody wounds, disaster and death. I keep feeling blood trickling over my skin.
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#42. You're my best boy. Whatever happens, you'll always be my best boy.
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#43. They say that shoulder blades are where your wings were, when you were an angel," she said. "They say they're where your wings will grow again one day.
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#44. The body is soft, beautiful, vulnerable. It's easy to threaten it. It's easy to harm it. It takes next to nothing to cause pain, to draw blood, to break bones. Takes next to nothing to blast a body to bits. It's much harder to protect it, she says, and much more important.
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#45. This might be heaven!
We might be living in heaven right now!
And we might be the angels!
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#46. Sometimes children must be left alone to be still and silent, and to do.
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#47. This is our world. Aye, there's more than enough of darkness in it. But over everything there's all this joy, Kit. There's all this lovely, lovely light.
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#48. And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do!
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#49. Time's Flying," said Dad. He Smiled. He pointed to the air. "There it is, flying past! Catch it!" And he jumped, and caught Time in his hands, and showed it to Lizzie. She took it from him, and threw it up again.
"There it goes," she called. "Bye-bye. Bye-bye, Time!
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#50. In the end she just said ... All I did was to run away for a few minutes! All I wanted was to be free!
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#51. I am Billy Dean. This is the truth. This is my tail.
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#52. Maybe poets get to you best when you're sort of dreaming, when you're hardly there at all.
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#53. The best tip for writing is just to write; to sit down and write, to begin doing it and not to be scared by the blank page.
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#54. Truth and dreams are always getting muddled.
Mina
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#55. more 27 and 53,'i said. 'Food of the gods,' he said
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#56. All of us can do what we like."
"No we can't. You're stupid if you think so.
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#57. Yes. But sad's alright. Sad's just apart of everything
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#58. Nobody. Mr nobody. Mr bones and mr had enough and mr arthur itis. Now get out and leave me alone.
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#60. She points at my chest.
"And much more interestingly, what's that?"
"Blood," I say.
She gets her camera out.
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#61. Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.
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#62. The season of evil," I echoed. "Protect your soul.
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#63. I went out into the corridor. I asked a nurse if she knew where the people with arthritis went. She said lots of them went to Ward 34 on the top floor. She said she thought that was a silly place to put people with bad bones who had such trouble walking and climbing stairs.
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#64. Everybody's got the seam of goodness in them, Kit," said Grandpa. "Just a matter of whether it can be found and brought out into the light.
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#65. I closed my eyes and tried to discover where the happy half of me was hiding. I felt the tears trickling through my tightly closed eyelids. I felt Whisper's claws tugging at my jeans. I wanted to be all alone in an attic like Skellig with just the owls and the moonlight and an oblivious heart.
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#66. There's nowt to know. A miserable caulker. But you, you're different, and you'll be grown and gone afore I know." He stared from the window. Sleet splashed down onto the pebbledash outside. "And this is hardly a place that'll draw you back," he said.
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#67. Mum has made a little model of Dad - it looks nothing like him, of course, at least not when I compare it with his photographs, but somehow it seems to be more like him than the photographs do.
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#68. The sounds and rhythms of words are really important to me.
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#69. You must live in peace," he told us. "We are only in this world for a short period of vivid and wonderful waking in an eternity of dreamless dark.
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#70. If you can imagine doing something, then you can do it.
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#71. How can you turn yourself into something you want to be when you're alredy what you are?
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#72. Maybe we're all in somebody's dream. Maybe everything's a dream, and nothing else.
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#73. Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?
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#74. My work explores the frontier between rationalism and superstition and the wavering boundary between the two.
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#75. Look at the earth and you think it's solid," he said. "But look deeper and you'll see it's riddled with tunnels. A warren. A labyrinth.
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#76. Words are too easy," he says.
He opens his book. "What looks like truth and sounds like truth might be nothing but a dream, nothing but a story I wish had happened.
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#77. He narrows his eyes.
"Is this true?" He sighs. "It is, isn't it? That's all I need.
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