I was born in Philadelphia and currently live in Minneapolis. I write for both children and adults.— Kate DiCamillo
The most restlessness Kate DiCamillo quotes that will activate your desire to change
There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.
Once upon a time," he said out loud to the darkness.
He said these words because they were the best, the most powerful words that he knew and just the saying of them comforted him.
There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.
Reading should not be presented to children as a chore or duty.
It should be offered to them as a precious gift.
You must be filled with expectancy. You must be awash in hope. You must wonder who will love you, whom you will love next.
the story is not a pretty one. there is violence in it. And cruelty. But stories that are not pretty have a certain value, too, I suppose. Everything, as you well know (having lived in this world long enough to have figured out a thing or two for yourself), cannont always be sweetness and light.
At the thought of being eaten by rats, Despereaux forgot about being brave.
He forgot about not being a disappointment. He felt himself heading into another faint. But his mother, who had an excellent sense of dramatic timing, beat him to it; she executed a beautiful, flawless swoon, landing right at Despereaux's feet.
You can always trust a dog that likes peanut butter.
I am single and childless, but I have lots of friends and I am an aunt to three lovely children.
Each new friendship can make you a new person, because it opens up new doors inside of you.
Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark.
I always go to the Agriculture Building, where they make apple cider popsicles for a dollar.
We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other.
And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us.
My goal is two pages a day, five days a week.
I never want to write, but I'm always glad that I have done it. After I write, I go to work at the bookstore.
I thought I was going nowhere. Now I can see there was a pattern.
I write two pages - that's all I write.
It takes me about an hour. I've learned that's all I'm capable of and to push myself beyond that is foolhardy. It's a very delicate thing, and I will not abuse it. So I write two pages, then I get up from the computer.
It distresses me that parents insist that their children read or make them read.
I think the best way for children to treasure reading is for them to see the adults in their lives reading for their own pleasure.
It's hard not to immediately fall in love witha dog who has a good sense of humor.
I will be brave, thought Despereaux. I will try to be brave like a knight in shining armour. I will be brave for the Princess Pea.
Allow me to congratulate you on your very astute powers of observation.
At least Lester had the decency to weep at his act of perfidy.
Reader, do you know what 'perfidy' means? I have a feeling you do, based on the scene that unfolded here. But you should look up the word in your dictionary, just to be sure.
A friend of mine said Winn-Dixie is the way that people want the world to be and Tiger Rising is the way that it is.
But still, here are the words Despereaux Tilling spoke to his father.
He said, "I forgive you, Pa!" And he said those words because he sensed that it was the only way to save his heart, to stop it from breaking in two. Despereaux, reader, spoke those words to save himself.
There can be a lot of longevity in the repetition of things being told again and again in a variety of ways.
But, reader, there is no comfort in the word "farewell," even if you say it in French. "Farewell" is a word that,in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises absolutely nothing.
Reader, you must know that an interesting fate (sometimes involving rats, sometimes not) awaits almost everyone, mouse or man, who does not conform.
My favorite food is deep-fried ravioli. I always get that every year.
Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.
I believe, sometimes, that the whole world has an aching heart.
My father leaving the family shaped who I was and how I looked at the world.
By the same token, my father telling me fairy tales that he had made up shaped me profoundly, too.
I work full-time in a used bookstore.
I get up. I drink a cup of coffee. I think, The last thing I want to do is write. Then I go to the computer and write.
The shapes arranged themselves into words, and the words spelled out a delicious and wonderful phrase: Once upon a time.
I didn't know anything about writing a screenplay, but somehow I ended up rewriting a screenplay.
And hope is like love...a ridiculous, wonderful, powerful thing.
But let's not speak of what might have been. Let us speak instead of what is. You are whole.
It is our duty and our joy to communicate our hearts to each other. Words assist us in this task.
I never want to be a role model.
I am busier now than I ever imagined I would be, but I feel blessed in that I have found what I am supposed to be doing with my life. It's wonderful to tell stories and have people listen to them.
I always write with music. It takes me a while to figure out the right piece of music for what I'm working on. Once I figure it out, that's the only thing I'll play.
The book [The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane] is about the fact that living in this world means that your heart is necessarily going to get broken. But the book also says that's okay. That's the only way to live a truly human life - with your heart getting broken - and eventually getting flooded with love.
Life is hard. Life is beautiful. Life is difficult. Life is wonderful.
Life was so short; so many beautiful things slipped away.
I was visiting my mother in Florida when the September 11, 2001 attacks happened. I was working on The Tale of Despereaux at that point. I had already gone into writing it with a great deal of trepidation and fear, and then this God-awful thing happens and it was really hard to even get back home to Minneapolis.
The Tale of Despereaux is the story of an unlikely hero, a mouse, who falls in love with a princess and then must save her. It's a triumph of the human spirit, via a mouse.
Nothing new ever happens in the books. It's the same old theme.
You are down there alone, the stars seemed to say to him.
And we are up here, in our constellations, together.
Rats have a sense of humor. Rats, in fact think the world is very funny. And they are right, dear reader. They are right.
In The Tale of Despereaux, there is a lot of darkness, a lot of despair.
There's also a lot of light, redemption, hope. There's forgiveness, there's friendship, there's love. But the world in all of its potential craziness is also there.
In luggage claim at the Minneapolis airport, the guy came up to me and said, "Maybe you're wrong, maybe stories do matter." I wrote that on a scrap of paper and put it above my desk. That was the thing that pushed me through to the end of telling Despereaux, that comment, "Maybe they do...maybe stories matter."