The piles were a lot bigger than his hole was deep.
Stanley wondered if this was how a condemned man felt on his way to the electric chair – appreciating all of the good things in life for the last time.
Dana raised her hand. “I learned about exaggeration,” she said. “It was all my teacher ever talked about. We had like ten thousand tests on it, and the teacher would kill you if you didn’t spell it right.” “That’s very good, Dana!” said Mrs. Jewls. “You learned your lesson well.
Well, the first hole’s the hardest,” Magnet said.
After all, if you’re not scared, then there’s nothing to be brave about, is there?
If Stanley and his father weren’t always hopeful, then it wouldn’t hurt so much every time their hopes were crushed.
Girls hate it when their clothes get dirty.
She looked around. There was a bulletin board covered with A papers. She looked from one paper to another and hoped, with all her heart, that she’d see one with Bradley’s name on it. She didn’t.
Next to it was another sign which declared that it was a violation of the Texas Penal Code to bring guns, explosives, weapons, drugs, or alcohol onto the premises.
Stanley spent more time pushing the wheelbarrow than digging, because he was such a slow digger. He carted away the excess dirt and dumped it into previously dug holes. He was careful not to dump any of it in the hole where the gold tube was actually found.
Everyone in his family had always liked the fact that “Stanley Yelnats” was spelled the same frontward and backward. So they kept naming their sons Stanley. Stanley was an only child, as was every other Stanley Yelnats before him.
Until he knows he isn’t a monster, how is anybody else supposed to know?
She said his life would be like walking upstream in a rushing river. The secret was to take small steps and just keep moving forward. If he tried to take too big a step, the current would knock him off his feet and carry him back downstream.
Stanley was still digging.
Dameon had hazel eyes with little black dots in the middle of each of them. The dots were called pupils.
SENATOR HALTINGS: Excuse me, did you just say Dr. Crumbly is a vet?
He’s not my dad,” Kaira said. “Just because he married my – As soon as I turn eighteen I’m firing his ass! Then I’ll call you.
You know what? I’m not going to describe anybody else as elderly. Let’s just say that if you take my age and double it, I would still have been the youngest person in the room, by a lot.
Chalkers sat at his desk in the back of the room – last seat, last row. No one sat at the desk next to him or at the one in front of him. He was.
Love and a Dead Rat.