{"author":"Beverly Cleary","author_id":"Beverly+Cleary","total_quotes":12,"quotes":[{"text":"I don't necessarily start with the beginning of the book. I just start with the part of the story that's most vivid in my imagination and work forward and backward from there.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["work","book","beginning "],"id":11253,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"Tiddlywinks, tiddlywinks, I want to play tiddlywinks,' chanted Ramona, shaking her head back and forth.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["child-s-play","childhood","children","humor","playtime","ramona"],"id":33776,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"Children should learn that reading is pleasure, not just something that teachers make you do in school.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["reading"],"id":150715,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"When I was in the first grade I was afraid of the teacher and had a miserable time in the reading circle, a difficulty that was overcome by the loving patience of my second grade teacher. Even though I could read, I refused to do so.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["time","patience","reading "],"id":169153,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"I write in longhand on yellow legal pads.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["yellow","write","i write "],"id":227082,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"I guess that’s what growing up is. Saying good-by to a lot of things. Sometimes it is easy and sometimes it isn’t. But it is all right.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["coming-of-age","growing-up","love"],"id":260213,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"If she can't spell, why is she a librarian? Librarians should know how to spell.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["humor","librarians","spelling"],"id":329656,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"I don't think children's inner feelings have changed. They still want a mother and father in the very same house they want places to play. ","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["children","father","mother "],"id":387475,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"Halfway to the house Stan stopped and turned to Jane. He put his hands on her shoulders and drew her toward him.'I'm glad we're going steady,' he whispered.'So am I.'In spite of the reassuring weight of his bracelet on her wrist, Jane suddenly felt shy. It seemed strange to be so close to Stan, to feel his crisp clean shirt against her cheek. She could not look up at him. Gently Stan lifted her face to his. 'You're my girl,' he whispered.-Fifteen.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["boy","dating","fiction","fifteen","girl","love","romance","teen"],"id":389427,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"},{"text":"The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else--grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.","author":"Beverly Cleary","tags":["beverly-cleary","boys","dating","etiquette","fifteen","humiliation","love","manners","regret"],"id":389476,"author_id":"Beverly+Cleary"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":12,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}