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 ClearyWith twins, reading aloud to them was the only chance I could get to sit down. I read them picture books until they were reading on their own.
Beverly ClearyQuite often somebody will say, What year do your books take place? and the only answer I can give is, In childhood.
Beverly Cleary