Rowan of Rin

"Seven hearts the journey make.
Seven ways the hearts will break.
Bravest heart will carry on
When sleep is death, and hope is gone.
Look in the fiery jaws of fear
And see the answer white and clear,
Then throw away all thoughts of home,
For only then your quest is done."

Clementine

"Someone should tell you not to answer the phone in the principal's office, if that's a rule."

"Principal Rice rolled her eyes to the ceiling then, like she was looking for something up there.  Ceiling snakes maybe, just waiting to drip on you.  That's what I used to be afraid of when I was little, anyway.  Now I am not afraid of anything.

Okay, fine, I am afraid of pointy things.  But that is all.

And boomerangs."

Frindle

"Who says dog means dog? You do Nickolas.  You and I and everyone in this class and this school and this town and this state and this country.  We all agree."

"'Here's your... frindle.'
'Frindle?' Janet took her pen and looked at him like he was nuts.  She wrinkled her nose and said, 'What's a frindle?'
Nick grinned and said, 'You'll find out.  Se ya later.'"

King Bidgood's in the Bathtub

"'Help! Help! 'Cried the Page when the sun came up. 'King Bidgood's in the bathtub, and he won't get out! Oh, who knows what to do?'"

Bunnicula

"The enclosed story is true.  It happened in this very town, to me and the family with whom I reside.  I have changed the names of the family in order to protect them, but in all other respects, everything you will read here is factual."

"It's...
Yes?
It's...
What is it, Chester?!
It's a white zucchini!"

The Story of Ferdinand

"Once upon a time in Spain there was a little bull and his name was Ferdinand. All the other little bulls he lived with would run and jump and butt their heads together, but not Ferdinand. He liked to sit just quietly and smell the flowers."

Riding Freedom

"After ten years at the orphanage, Charlotte wasn't like most girls her age.  And who knew if it was growing up like a follow-along puppy in a pack of ruffian boys, or if it was just her own spit and fire.  But she never had a doll or a tea party.  She couldn't sew a stitch and she didn't know a petticoat from a pea pod."

"It would be easy to stay here and just go about her business.  At least she'd know where she'd be sleeping every night.  She'd have regular meals.  But she wouldn't have the things she loved.  What did Vern always say?  That the easy way ain't always going to get you anywhere."