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Arthur Quiller-Couch
“sing to those that hold the vital shears
And turn the adamantine spindle round
Of which the fate of gods and men is wound.
Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie
To lull the daughters of Necessity,
And keep unsteady Nature to her law,
And the low world in measured motion draw
After the heavenly tune.”
Arthur Quiller-Couch, Poetry

Jest Ninney
“Now, as you know, the best way to be manly is to have lots of muscles. If I’m ripped, when Freckly grabs ahold of me during our square dances, he’ll feel nothing but rock hard triceps. On top of that, in the upcoming BELLY DANCING unit in Phys Ed, I won’t feel MORTIFIED about showing my scrawny, mushy pre-pubescent body.”
Jest Ninney, Journal of a Sneaky Twerp: A Shameless Wimpy Kid Parody

Jest Ninney
“SEPTEMBER Tuesday Right off the bat, let’s clear something up: Why are YOU reading my journal? Are you some sort of weirdo who sneaks into kids’ rooms and goes through their personal stuff, like a nosey parent? A journal is private. Put this down right now and walk away. Oh, I see. You found this book online. Even though it’s supposed to be private, I guess I INVITED you to read it. That makes ME the weirdo, not you. I admit it. I’m an EXHIBITIONIST.* I actually want you to stick your nose into my personal stuff. So this really isn’t a journal at all. It’s more like a memoir. * Don’t be LAZY. If you don’t know what a word means, first try to figure it out by seeing how the word works in the sentence around it. If you can’t figure it out, look it up in a dictionary.”
Jest Ninney, Journal of a Sneaky Twerp: A Shameless Wimpy Kid Parody

Tamara Hart Heiner
“Cassie stood there, blinking back tears. Now what? She was all alone and had no idea where to go.”
Tamara Hart Heiner, Episode 1: The New Girl: The Extraordinarily Ordinary Life of Cassandra Jones

Laura Ingalls Wilder
“Flags were everywhere, and in the Square the band was playing “Yankee Doodle.” The fifes tooted and the flutes shrilled and the drums came in with rub-a-dub-dub. Yankee Doodle went to town, Riding on a pony, He stuck a feather in his hat And called it macaroni!”
Laura Ingalls Wilder, Farmer Boy: Little House on the Prairie #2

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