There should be fireworks at last, when a dream dies.
Our actions make the fragrance of our lives...Would you smell of plums? Or Vinegar?
Hon, when someone's a true friend, there's no need to miss 'em." She patted her chest. "'Cause they're always right here.
Life was like a batch of biscuits without the baking powder: flat, flat, flat.
The wren and the nightingale sound nothing alike, but think how dull the world would be without the songs of both birds.-Miss Kanagawa
Remember picture books are the closest form of writing to a poem. Even though they don't have to rhyme, they must be poetic. They must be written so the worst actress can read with comfort and expression.