“Call me jaded, but I didn't see then and I don't see now how hugging, and counting and focusing on a flickering candle or, God help me, a favorite stuffed animal, can possibly make you forget the nine pounds of wriggling human forcing its way out of you the same way it got into you nine months-and nine pounds-ago.As the scientific theory goes, what goes in must come out. Eventually. Somehow. And the coming-out part is never as much fun as the going in part. ”
“There is a destiny that makes us brothers None goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others Comes back into our own. ”
“I wake up in the morning and I see that flower, with the dew on its petals, and at the way it's folding out, and it makes me happy, she said. It's important to focus on the things in the here and now, I think. In a month, the flower will be shriveled and you will miss its beauty if you don't make the effort to do it now. Your life, eventually, is the same way.”
“There is a destiny that makes us brother. None goes his way alone. All that we wend into the lives of others, comes back into our own. ”
“There is a destiny which makes us brothers; none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.”
“fMr. Oswald places the telescope on the desk in front of us. "This," he says proudly, "Is a Broadhurst. It was the most powerful telescope for backyard veiwing in its day."Which was when?" Lizzy asks.The nineteen thirties," he replies. "Isn't it a beauty? On a clear night, you could see the whole entire solar system with this one."Unable to stop myself, I blurt out, "My very energetic mother just served us nine pizzas."Lizzy gawks at me like I have two heads. "He's lost it; he's finally lost it. I knew this day would come."Mr. Ozwald chuckles. "Jeremy has just given us a mnemonic device for remembering the order of the planets.”
“So we stand there, part of a crowd a thousand people strong, beaming up at the sky with wonder. I knew with a sudden certainty that wherever I am in the future - up in my treehouse, alone in the school cafeteria, or trying to figure out what my teachers are talking about, a part of me will always be right here, right now, wish that giant eye in the sky shining down on me, telling me it's going to be alright.”