Kate DiCamillo

Born: March 25, 1964

Occupation: Writer

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Kate DiCamillo

Love, as we have already discussed, is a powerful, wonderful, ridiculous thing, capable of moving mountains. And spools of thread.

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You can't always judge people by the things they done. You got to judge them by what they are doing now.

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We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other. And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us.

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You are the ever-expanding universe to me

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You can always trust a dog that likes peanut butter.

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It's hard not to immediately fall in love witha dog who has a good sense of humor.

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Men and boys always want to go fight. They are always looking for a reason to go to war. It is the saddest thing. They have this abiding notion that war is fun. And no history lesson will convince them...

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Farewell” is not the word that you would like to hear from your mother as you are being led to the dungeon by 2 oversize mice in black hoods. Words that you would like to hear are “Take me instead,...

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If you have no intention of loving or being loved, the whole journey is pointless.

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There are those hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman. Such was...

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The world is dark, and light is precious. Come closer, dear reader. You must trust me. I am telling you a story.

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He was reading from the beginning so that he could get to the end, where the reader was assured that the knight and the fair maiden lived together happily ever after.

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And so he was reading the story as if it were a spell and the words of it, spoken aloud, could make magic happen.

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She was working to remind herself of who she was. She was working to remember that somewhere in another place entirely she was known and loved.

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Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.

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I have been loved said Edward to the stars

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They were always on the move.But in truth said bull we are all going nowhere

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There ain't a body, be it mouse or man, that ain't made better by a little soup.

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My favorite six letter word is always because it promises so much. My favorite five letter word is never because it insists on contradicting the promise. My favorite four letter word is once because it...

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Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart. (Old Doll)

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This is the danger of loving: No matter how powerful you are, no matter how many kingdoms you rule, you cannot stop those you love from dying.

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Reader, do you think it is a terrible thing to hope when there is really no reason to hope at all? Or is it (as the soldier said about happiness) something that you might just as well do, since,in the...

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Everything, as you well know . . . cannot always be sweetness and light.

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It seems to be that way with most things. No one to do the really disagreeable jobs except oneself.

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Pea was aware suddenly of how fragile her heart was, how much darkness was inside it, fighting, always, with the light. She did not like the rat. She would neverlike the rat, but she knew what she must...

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We forget that the simple gesture of putting a book in someone's hands can change a life. I want to remind you that it can. I want to thank you because it did. - 2010 Indies Choice Award

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That is surely the truth, at least for now. But perhaps you have not noticed: the truth is forever changing.

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The shapes arranged themselves into words, and the words spelled out a delicious and wonderful phrase: Once upon a time.

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When you are a king, you may make as many ridiculous laws as you like. That is what being a king is all about.

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Did you think that rats do not have hearts? Wrong. All living things have a heart. And the heart of any living thing can be broken.

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Forgiveness, reader, is, I think, something very much like hope and love - a powerful, wonderful thing. And a ridiculous thing, too.

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Reader, you may ask this queston. In fact, you must ask this question. Is it ridiculous for a very small, sickly, big-eared mouse fall in love with a beautiful princess named Pea? The answer is.. Yes....

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The sound of the king's music made Despereaux's soul grow large and light inside of him.

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Writing is seeing. It is paying attention.

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Allow me to congratulate you on your very astute powers of observation.

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Rats have a sense of humor. Rats, in fact think the world is very funny. And they are right, dear reader. They are right.

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But, reader, there is no comfort in the word "farewell," even if you say it in French. "Farewell" is a word that,in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises absolutely nothing.

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Once upon a time," he said out loud to the darkness. He said these words because they were the best, the most powerful words that he knew and just the saying of them comforted him.

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the story is not a pretty one. there is violence in it. And cruelty. But stories that are not pretty have a certain value, too, I suppose. Everything, as you well know (having lived in this world long...

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Love is ridiculous. But love is also wonderful. And powerful. And Despereaux's love for the Princess Pea would prove, in time, to be all of these things: powerful, wonderful, and ridiculous.

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I have a Bachelor of Arts in English, which means I had a lot of formal training in reading.

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Every well-written book is a light for me. When you write, you use other writers and their books as guides in the wilderness.

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Hands down, the biggest thrill is to get a letter from a kid saying, I loved your book. Will you write me another one?

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There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.

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It is important that you say what you mean to say. Time is too short. You must speak the words that matter.

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Magic is always impossible.... It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That is why it's magic.

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We must ask ourselves these questions as often as we dare. How will the world change if we do not question it?

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I have been loved, Edward told the stars. So? said the stars. What difference does that make when you are all alone now?

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Look at me, he said to her. His arms and legs jerked. Look at me. You got your wish. I have learned how to love. And it’s a terrible thing. I’m broken. My heart is broken. Help me. The old woman turned...

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SEASONS PASSED, FALL AND WINTER and spring and summer. Leaves blew in through the open door of Lucius Clarke’s shop, and rain, and the green outrageous hopeful light of spring. People came and went,...

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The undoing is almost always more difficult than the doing.

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I will be brave, thought Despereaux. I will try to be brave like a knight in shining armour. I will be brave for the Princess Pea.

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In a dark time, doors will sometimes magically open and let us step inside to the warmth and light of a community.

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It is a bad thing to have love and nowhere to put it.

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There," she said. She rocked him back and forth. "There, you foolish, beautiful boy who wants to change the world. There, there. And who could keep from loving you? Who could keep from loving a boy so...

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What was it like...to have someone who knew you would always return and who welcomed you with open arms?

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There is a lot of love in him, a lot of love in his heart...And he is up there with no one and nothing to love. It is a bad thing to have love and no where to put it.

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Have you, in truth, ever seen something so heartbreakingly lovely? What are we to make of a world where stars shine bright in the midst of so much darkness and gloom?

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[He] had the soul of a poet, and because of this, he liked very much to consider questions that had no answers.

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Longing is not always a reciprocal thing.

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How will the world change if we do not question it?

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There ain't no point in making soup unless others eat it. Soup needs another mouth to taste it, another heart to be warmed by it.

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Perhaps," said the man, "you would like to be lost with us. I have found it much more agreeable to be lost in the company of others.

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You are down there alone, the stars seemed to say to him. And we are up here, in our constellations, together.

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There are hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.

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Reading should not be presented to children as a chore or duty. It should be offered to them as a precious gift.

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Life was so short; so many beautiful things slipped away.

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Things are not at all what they seem to be: oh no, not at all.

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All of God's creatures have names, every last one of them. Of that I am sure: of that I have no doubt at all.

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There is no right or wrong way to tell a story. You have to find your own way. You can get your idea from listening, looking, or imagining. Stories are everywhere. All you have to do is pay attention.

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But still, here are the words Despereaux Tilling spoke to his father. He said, "I forgive you, Pa!" And he said those words because he sensed that it was the only way to save his heart, to stop it from...

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Don't drop him," said Peter's mother to his father. "Don't you dare drop him." She was laughing. "I will not," said his father. "I could not." For he is Peter Augustus Duchene, and he will always return...

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During the night, while Bull and Lucy slept, Edward, with ever-open eyes, stared up at the constellations. He said their names, and then he said the names of the people who loved him. He started with Abilene,...

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Love!' said the princess. She stamped her foot. 'Why must everyone always speak of love?

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But let's not speak of what might have been. Let us speak instead of what is. You are whole.

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There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.

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And hope is like love...a ridiculous, wonderful, powerful thing.

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Edward knew what it was like to say over and over again the names of those you had left behind. He knew what it was like to miss someone. And so he listened. And in his listening, his heart opened wide...

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Never in his life had Edward been cradled like a baby. Abilene had not done it. Nor had Nellie. And most certainly, Bull had not. It was a singular sensation to be held so gently and yet so fiercely, to...

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Normally, Edward would have found intrusive, clingy behavior of this sort very annoying, but there was something about Sarah Ruth. He wanted to take care of her. He wanted to protect her. He wanted to...

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I work full-time in a used bookstore. I get up. I drink a cup of coffee. I think, The last thing I want to do is write. Then I go to the computer and write.

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I like to think of myself as a storyteller,

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I hate to cook and love to eat.

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I always write with music. It takes me a while to figure out the right piece of music for what I'm working on. Once I figure it out, that's the only thing I'll play.

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Everything I write comes from my childhood in one way or another. I am forever drawing on the sense of mystery and wonder and possibility that pervaded that time of my life.

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I am busier now than I ever imagined I would be, but I feel blessed in that I have found what I am supposed to be doing with my life. It's wonderful to tell stories and have people listen to them.

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I didn't know anything about writing a screenplay, but somehow I ended up rewriting a screenplay.

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I am single and childless, but I have lots of friends and I am an aunt to three lovely children.

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I didn't start working on children's books until I got a job at a book warehouse on the children's floor. When I started reading some of the books, I was so impressed.

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I think of myself as an enormously lucky person.

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I want to remind people of the great and profound joy that can be found in stories, and that stories can connect us to each other, and that reading together changes everybody involved.

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It distresses me that parents insist that their children read or make them read. I think the best way for children to treasure reading is for them to see the adults in their lives reading for their own...

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Once there was a princess who was very beautiful. She shone bright as the stars on a moonless night. But what difference did it make that she was beautiful? None. No difference." Why did it make no difference?"...

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Fairy tales dont tell you that dragons are real, but that they can be defeated!

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Do you think everybody misses somebody? Like I miss my mama?” “Mmmm-hmmm,” said Gloria. She closed her eyes. “I believe, sometimes, that the whole world has an aching heart.

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You must be filled with expectancy. You must be awash in hope. You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next.

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Say it, reader. Say the word 'quest' out loud. It is an extraordinary word, isn't it? So small and yet so full of wonder, so full of hope.

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Reader, you must know that an interesting fate (sometimes involving rats, sometimes not) awaits almost everyone, mouse or man, who does not conform.

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Besides, who ever asked you what you wanted in this world, girl? The answer to that question, reader, as you well know, was absolutely no one.

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Like most hearts, it was complicated, shaded with dark and dappled with light.

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No one cared what she wanted. No one had ever cared. And perhaps, worst of all, no one ever would care.

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Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.

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He was weeping. Although 'weeping' really is to small a word for the activity the kind had undertaken. Tears were cascading from his eyes. A small puddle had formed at his feet. I am not exaggerating....

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Despereaux marveled at his own bravery. He admired his own defiance. And then, reader, he fainted.

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At the thought of being eaten by rats, Despereaux forgot about being brave. He forgot about not being a disappointment. He felt himself heading into another faint. But his mother, who had an excellent...

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At least Lester had the decency to weep at his act of perfidy. Reader, do you know what 'perfidy' means? I have a feeling you do, based on the scene that unfolded here. But you should look up the word...

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“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”

― Dr. Seuss