Quotes by Beverly Cleary

“If she can't spell, why is she a librarian? Librarians should know how to spell.”

“I had a very wise mother. She always kept books that were my grade level in our house.”

“Tiddlywinks, tiddlywinks, I want to play tiddlywinks," chanted Ramona, shaking her head back and forth.”

“Children should learn that reading is pleasure, not just something that teachers make you do in school.”

“The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else--grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.”

“I guess thats what growing up is. Saying good-by to a lot of things. Sometimes it is easy and sometimes it isnt. But it is all right.”

“Halfway to the house Stan stopped and turned to Jane. He put his hands on her shoulders and drew her toward him."I'm glad we're going steady," he whispered."So am I."In spite of the reassuring weig...”

“I don't think children's inner feelings have changed. They still want a mother and father in the very same house they want places to play. ”

“When I was in the first grade I was afraid of the teacher and had a miserable time in the reading circle, a difficulty that was overcome by the loving patience of my second grade teacher. Even thou...”

“I don't necessarily start with the beginning of the book. I just start with the part of the story that's most vivid in my imagination and work forward and backward from there.”

“I write in longhand on yellow legal pads.”

“Once more Jane sat staring at the telephone. This time she was filled with a confidence that was new to her. Stan Crandall. Stanley Crandall. He liked her! He had seen her once, and even though had...”

“If she can't spell, why is she a librarian? Librarians should know how to spell.”

“The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else--grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.”

“I guess that’s what growing up is. Saying good-by to a lot of things. Sometimes it is easy and sometimes it isn’t. But it is all right.”

“Once more Jane sat staring at the telephone. This time she was filled with a confidence that was new to her. Stan Crandall. Stanley Crandall. He liked her! He had seen her once, and even though had...”