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Gail Carson Levine (born September 17, 1947) is an American author of young adult books. Her first novel, Ella Enchanted, received a Newbery Honor in 1998.

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Crying is part of the adventure.

Adventure, Cry, Crying, Part

I had always been the hardest on myself when I drew and painted. I am not hard on myself when I write. I like what I write, so it is a much happier process.

Hard, Hardest, Process, Writing

The fast fliers are not disgraced. " Queen Ree reached up for the missing tiara. "She saved us, but she's with him now. " Vidia was complicated, two fairies in one, a loyal traitor.

Fliers, Missing, Queens, Traitor, Two

I had to share a room with my sister, who is five and a half years older than I am. We didn't get along well, and I felt that I had no privacy. So books were my privacy, because no one could join me in a book, no one could comment on the action or make fun of it. I used to spend hours reading in the bathroom -- and we only had one bathroom in our small apartment!

Bathroom, Book, Fun, Privacy, Reading, Used

I know all about you," Char announced after we'd taken a few more steps. "You do? How could you?" "Your cook and our cook meet at the market. She talks about you. " He looked sideways at me. "Do you know much about me?

Cook, Market, Sideways, Steps, Taken

To pretend I was sliding down the stair rail. " He laughed again. " You should have done it. I would have caught you at the bottom.

Bottom, Done, Laughed, Should Have, Sliding, Stairs

I was born singing. Most babies cry, I sang an aria.

Babies, Baby, Born, Cry, Singing

Perhaps we can come here together someday. By the way, you're a month older than the last time I saw you. Are you still too young to marry.

Come, Lasts, Time, Together, Way

I was no hero. The dearest wishes of my heart were for safety and tranquility. The world was a perilous place, wrong for the likes of me.

Heart, Hero, Safety, Wrong

I don't wait for inspiration. Writing is my job.

Inspiration, Jobs, Wait, Writing

I didn't think [Ella Enchanted] would get published. Everything I'd written till then had been rejected. If it was published, I thought it might sell a few thousand copies and go out of print. I thought if I was lucky I could write more books and get them published, too. I still pinch myself over the way things have worked out.

Book, Rejected, Sell, Thinking, Way, Writing

If beginnings terrify you, or if you just plain don't like writing them, or if they bore you, skip 'em.

Beginnings, Bores You, Ems, Skip, Terrify, Writing

That's funny, you're funny. I like you, I'm quite taken by you.

Funny, I Like You, Like, Like You, Taken

No one is here," Char said. "You need resist temptation no longer. " "Only if you slide too. " "I'll go first so I can catch you at the bottom. " He flew down so incautiously that I suspected him of years of practice in his own castle. It was my turn. The ride was a dream, longer and steeper than the rail at home. The hall rose to meet me, and Char was there. He caught me and spun me around.

Dream, Home, Incautiously, Turn, Years

The Writer's Oath I promise solemnly: 1. to write as often and as much as I can, 2. to respect my writing self, and 3. to nurture the writing of others. I accept these responsibilities and shall honor them always.

Accept, Responsibilities, Responsibility, Self, Write, Writing

I trust you to find the good in me, but the bad I must be sure you don't overlook.

Bad, Good, I Trust You, Overlook, Trust

In books and in life, you need to read several pages before someone's true character is revealed.

Book, Character, Needs, Pages, True

Why do you keep reading a book? Usually to find out what happens. Why do you give up and stop reading it? There may be lots of reasons. But often the answer is you don't care what happens. So what makes the difference between caring and not caring? The author's cruelty. And the reader's sympathy. . . it takes a mean author to write a good story.

Book, Giving Up, Mean, Reading, Story, Write

I put my fingers around the unmarked ring of the spyglass and twisted. The scene became clear. Oh no! A hairy brown spider clung to a vine! I couldn't go there! I'd go to the desert to find a dragon. I began to reset the spyglass, but then I stopped myself. A spider was worse than a dragon? No. My first monsters would be spiders, then.

Dragons, Fingers, Monsters, Worse, Would Be

It is helpful to know the proper way to behave, so one can decide whether or not to be proper.

Behave, Helpful, Know, Way

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