She was not a slowpoke grownup. She was a girl who could not wait. Life was so interesting she had to find out what happened next.

Neither the mouse nor the boy was the least bit surprised that each could understand the other. Two creatures who shared a love for motorcycles naturally spoke the same language.

I think the best teachers had a real interest in the subject they were teaching and a love for children.

I was a very observant child. The boys in my books are based on boys in my neighborhood growing up.

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.

Didn't the people who made those license plates care about little girls named Ramona?

My mother would read aloud to my father and me in the evening. She read mainly travel books.