Top 90 Ramona Quotes
#1. Ramona chuckled as she picked up her basket and pruning shears. "You, my dear, are wasted out here where no one but the servants are subject to your wry humor and intelligence." I grinned.
L.R. Olson
#2. You sank my truck, you insulted my sauce, and you violated Ramona!
Vic
#3. I feel ill with emotional indigestion: I don't think I've ever felt for Mo the kind of raw, priapic lust I feel for Ramona, but Ramona is a poisonous bloom - off-limits if I value my life.
Charles Stross
#4. Didn't the people who made those license plates care about little girls named Ramona?
Beverly Cleary
#5. they don't want a modern Beartown, because they know that a modern Beartown won't want them. Ramona
Fredrik Backman
#6. Ramona stepped back into her closet, slid the door shut, pressed an imaginary button, and when her imaginary elevator had made its imaginary descent, stepped out onto the real first floor and raced a real problem. Her mother and father were leaving for Parents' Night.
Beverly Cleary
#7. had nothing to do so she just sat there. The boys ignored her and continued to eat, slowly but without pause, like robots. The eggs looked stiff and rubbery and Grace already knew what Ramona's
Jonathan Kellerman
#8. His hair was think and curly and reddish-brown, his eyes a clear ice blue; Ramona had told him many times that she could see the sky in them, clouds when he was angry and rain when he was sad. Now, if she had looked into his eyes closely enough, she might've seen the approaching storm.
Robert McCammon
#9. Ramona wasn't at home anywhere. She felt like a spy in life and the ending of every great book and each orgasm, and the sight of every homeless shopping bag lady infected her with a titanic yearning for the world to make an unscheduled stop.
Ann Druyan
#10. Willa Jean, pleased to have her grandmother on her side, set a red checker on top of a black checker. "Your turn," she said to Ramona as if she were being generous.
Beverly Cleary
#11. Will not the Senorita trust me?"
Ramona smiled faintly through her tears. "Yes," she said. "I will trust you. You are Alessandro, are you not?"
"Yes, Senorita," he answered, greatly surprised, "I am Alessandro.
Helen Hunt Jackson
#12. People are inclined to say that I am Ramona. I'm not sure that's true, but I did share some experiences with her.
Beverly Cleary
#13. Ramona was originally an accidental character I added to the Henry Huggins books because I noticed that none of the characters had siblings. I added Ramona as Beazus' pestering little sister.
Beverly Cleary
#14. I am not a pest, Ramona Quimby told her big sister Beezus.
Beverly Cleary
#15. Ramona grabbed the book. "It's mine. I told you it was mine!" Then she turned to Beezus and said triumphantly, "You said people didn't buy books at the library and now you just bought one!
Beverly Cleary
#16. All her life she had wanted to squeeze the toothpaste really squeeze it,not just one little squirt ... The paste coiled and swirled and mounded in the washbasin. Ramona decorated the mound with toothpaste roses as if it was a toothpaste birthday cake
Beverly Cleary
#17. Over the years, I have been approached about making Ramona into a cartoon or movie, but I was afraid that no one could really capture the spunky character of Ramona.
Beverly Cleary
#18. Say, who is this Mr. King?" "What Mr. King?" asked Ramona, walking into his trap. "Nosmo King,
Beverly Cleary
#19. I said to Ramona [my daughter] once ... you should never look yourself up on the Internet. It's something I've learned.
Maggie Gyllenhaal
#20. Tiddlywinks, tiddlywinks, I want to play tiddlywinks, chanted Ramona, shaking her head back and forth.
Beverly Cleary
#21. Anyway, how are you and Ramona doing?'
Uh ... you know. Pretty good.'
Have you said the L-Word yet?'
The L-Word? You mean? Lesbian?'
Uh ... No. The other L-Word.'
?'
Okay. Uh, It's "love." I wasn't trying to trick you or anything.
Bryan Lee O'Malley
#22. Wait. Was that a thank you, or a lecture?" I stared back at Ramona, eyebrows raised.
"A bit of both, I suppose." She laughed. "Just do not do anything that stupid again. Got it?"
"Would you believe me if I swore to you that I wouldn't anything stupid, ever again?"
"Not for a second.
Nicole Sobon
#23. There is no perfect moment to say I love you because when you feel the urge to say the words of love then you are already in the perfect moment.
Ramona Matta
#24. The only true thing is what's in front of you right now.
Ramona Ausubel
#26. Until we meet again in the everlasting world of tomorrow's dream, where the power of love is untouchable and the pain of sacrifice is invaluable.
Ramona Matta
#27. Are we nothing but heel skin and blisters? Traveling a straight line to the end of our lives?
Ramona Ausubel
#28. I know you once offered to fix dinner for me, but I seriously thought you were bragging."
Those lips, mmm, those sinful lips, pouted briefly, with the sole purpose of driving me crazy, no doubt. He shrugged.
"Nope, no bragging. You hungry?"
"Starving." Though not exactly for food.
Ramona Wray
#29. One day, while at the drugstore picking up some aspirin for my Mom, dear old Mrs. Burns, our pharmacist, shoved a pack of condoms into my hand with a conspiratorial wink.
"They glow in the dark," she whispered.
This, from a sixty-five year-old granny, I kid you not. Stuff of nightmares.
Ramona Wray
#30. Don't hesitate to tell your friends how much you love them. Sometimes they are in need to hear you say it.
Ramona Matta
#32. But nothing comes free of charge; the world would tumble into chaos without that kind of balance...
Ramona Wray
#33. We read to find out what the world is like, to experience lots of lives, not just the one we live. If it is true that our lives are chaotic and we crave a shape, stories are the shapes that we put on experience, containing all the wisdom in the world. We can even choose what kind of wisdom suits us.
Ramona Koval
#34. You must have come from very far down," Alice says to the fish, "to have your own lantern.
Ramona Ausubel
#35. A change doesn't always happen because we intentionally ask for it, but because it's a reality of life.
Ramona Matta
#36. That's what is so precious in reading this way - you can plumb the depths of another's experience while sitting still with a book in your hands.
Ramona Koval
#37. I realised that reading was the key that opened the door to secret lands, strange places and the worlds behind other people's eyes.
Ramona Koval
#38. Learn to trust your instincts more often. They tend to be the most accurate alarm.
Ramona Matta
#39. Perhaps fate is an answer from God ... or perhaps fate is nothing more than an accident - two ships lost in the dark, running aground on the same windward beach.
Ramona Ausubel
#40. Not only does art imitate life but life imitates art. Perhaps we not only learn about life from stories, perhaps we make our lives through the stories we tell ourselves about the things that happen to us.
Ramona Koval
#41. Life is effortful," said Mac. "That's the way it's supposed to be. It's good to have work to do.
Ramona Ausubel
#42. A smile bloomed again in his eyes. "I love that you let me bring out that softness in you. You've always been such a tough little trooper, but under that snappy, tough act you put on, you're butter-soft. Sweet as honey. And I can get there! Make that softness come up. I'm so ... honored by it
Ramona Wray
#43. Time was a dazzling lie, a magician worth a bird in his hat. The truth, I felt certain, was that everything happened at once. How old was I? I was every age at the same time. All the days of our lives were today.
Ramona Ausubel
#44. You know that smell, when you put your nose up to a pine tree?" I told her I did perfectly. "No matter how long it has been, you always will. Like you are storing a part of that tree in your own body ... Everything stays true. You are yourself, no matter how much you have to change.
Ramona Ausubel
#45. My first thought isn't that I'm gay or that Freddie is a boy or that he's one of my best friends. His lips are lips. They're soft and they taste like pumpkin pie and whiskey.
Julie Murphy
#46. unless one bought her way out of it, motherhood was a small room with high walls and no door.
Ramona Ausubel
#47. This dinosaur skeleton was a body plus time. They all were. The question was what they wanted to do and who they wanted to love in the years when muscle and skin still covered them.
Ramona Ausubel
#48. I am no longer afraid to face what is meant to be, but I am not so sure of what exactly I want for the future either.
Ramona Matta
#49. The idea that I'm someone's best friend fills my rib cage with summer.
Julie Murphy
#50. There should be a word for this happiness, she thought. The happiness of nothing extra.
Ramona Ausubel
#51. I stormed into the chapel like an angry thunder waiting to release its emotional terror upon the crowd.
Ramona Matta
#53. Perhaps that was life's only way to settle the dust after the enormous storm we had just survived together.
Ramona Matta
#54. I hate this idea that boys are thinking about sex nonstop and girls are thinking about - what? Stationery and garden gnomes? No.
Julie Murphy
#55. I feel like im in this river just getting swept along ... And if I hold on to anyone, if I'm holding on for dear life, I'm not getting anywhere. I'm stuck.
... I never wanted to get stuck
Bryan Lee O'Malley
#56. The children always needed Fern to be a different kind of mother than she had been the week before. They exhausted her and she longed for a break and then she missed them acutely the moment they were out of sight - that was the truth of motherhood.
Ramona Ausubel
#57. The best advice you can give others is to always tell the truth.
Ramona Matta
#58. This was a season of worry and joy living side by side in Fern. They did not cancel each other out or blend to create a soft grey. Love could not temper fear and fear could not temper love.
Ramona Ausubel
#59. That's what reading was for my mother, and became for me - a way to escape, a private time machine, a place that began with moral instruction but soon morphed into empathy and imagination.
Ramona Koval
#60. Nothing was more terrifying than what families could do to each other.
Ramona Ausubel
#61. How could you be watching me the whole year?" I asked, sensing my eyes bulging, but unable to control it. "I think I would've noticed."
His smile widened. "What, you mean, since you where always checking me out?
Ramona Wray
#62. I gathered myself in silent pain looking to leave the one way path I was never to come back to
Ramona Matta
#63. But undying memories stood like sentinels in her breast. When the notes of doves, calling to each other, fell on her ear, her eyes sought the sky, and she heard a voice saying, Majella!
Helen Hunt Jackson
#64. You've been following me around."
"No", he denied, without flinching.
"Gosh", I scoffed, "I had no idea the woods were rigged with TV cameras. My bad."
One of the corners of his mouth twitched.
Ramona Wray
#65. How furiously she loved them and how heavy it was to carry that quantity of love, how perilous to care for those delicate bodies in the spinning world.
Ramona Ausubel
#66. Just say yes, Lily. Why try avoiding the unavoidable?"
Ah, why indeed!
Ramona Wray
#67. The moment we were in was a hinge - the past swung on one side, the future on the other.
Ramona Ausubel
#68. Once upon a time, tomorrow was the first day of the world.
Ramona Ausubel
#69. The things that hurt us the worst in life end up being the same as those that mean to us the most.
Ramona Matta
#71. The process of living is to surrender what, for a few glimmering days or years, you have been allowed to hold. But there is no such place as gone.
Ramona Ausubel
#72. Some things are just simply not meant to be.
Ramona Matta
#73. Although I had never believed in magic before, on that particular morning the world of magic became alive rather real.
Ramona Matta
#74. I learned that books could be collected, that they were important enough to keep and that a story that seemed to be over could be part of a bigger one.
Ramona Koval
#75. It might still drown you, but love got deeper with time.
Ramona Ausubel
#76. He looked like someone trying to sell something for less than it was worth.
Ramona Ausubel
#77. Next time! In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come?
Helen Hunt Jackson
#78. Books that recount ordeals are precious because an ordeal is what we most fear, and the stories that tell us how to survive them reassure us about what a human being is capable of, as we survive our own lives every day, our own mysterious journeys.
Ramona Koval
#80. Guess where that left me? That's right: between Ryder, my boyfriend, who hated Lucian with the proverbial fiery passion and J, my best friend, who wanted Lucian around, so, basically in hell.
Ramona Wray
#81. I took my time and observed Ryder Kingscott - the legend, the most envied, desired, talked about, etc., guy in school - mutating before my eyes into Ryder Kingscott, the ... possible stalker?
Ramona Wray
#82. I choose guys. I choose girls. I choose people. But most of all: I choose.
Julie Murphy
#83. The truest luxury of long-term wealth was that no one in the family thought about money anymore.
Ramona Ausubel
#84. For heartsickness of the unending variety, befriend a dove. Do not catch it, not even so that you can set it free. Just get down on the ground with bread crumbs on your chest and wait for it to find you interesting.
Ramona Ausubel
#85. Can we really be friends with those who don't love the books that we do? Of course we can, but can we really be friends with those who don't love any books? I'm not so sure of that.
Ramona Koval
#86. Close your eyes," he said, low and soft. "Look inside yourself and don't think for a second, just ... tell me, how did you feel when I kissed you?"
[...]
"Unbroken.
Ramona Wray
#87. True browsing means that we discover shelves and subjects that we could not have anticipated when we started. And the books we read introduce us to other books, as if we are at a magnificent party of the mind, being ever welcomed by new friends to join in the conversation.
Ramona Koval
#88. A person who wants to believe lives in a world full of proof.
Ramona Ausubel
#89. It was disconcerting for the novel to seem so different when I re-read it. Of course we are a different person each time we open a book to read it again; we can never really experience it in the same way, just as we can never step into the same stream twice.
Ramona Koval
#90. It doesn't always make sense, how you go about loving someone. Sometimes loving means gathering them back, sometimes it means sending them away.
Ramona Ausubel
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