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fed88c4
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Maybe everyone is just waiting for someone else to save them.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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5a46f96
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even the most independent people sometimes needed help. And if I'd learned nothing else from my life thus far, it was that you don't always end up where you think you're going.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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a9f5e20
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I can tell you that you will have your hearts broken more by the people you love than by the people you hate. But you must still dare to love. The rewards are worth far more than the risks.
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cahill
grace
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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51f07a8
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I want to Live! Not Die, Not Hide, LIVE!
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life
inspirational
book
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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c6581d0
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Governments will rise, and governments will fall, and man will do evil to man, and all we can do is turn our hearts to good.
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good
government
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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a4f2579
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I like to know what I'm celebrating before I put on a party hat.
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gomez
nellie
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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a57aeaa
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Sure you can be a coward and hope somone else changes the wrld for you. You can hide up in that attic of yours until someone knocks on the door and says, 'Oh, hey, they freed the hidden. Want to come out?' Is that what you want" Luke didnt answer "You've got to come, Luke, or you'll hate yourself the rest of your life. When you dont have to hide anymore, even years from now, there'll always be some small part of you whispering 'I don't dese..
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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bde461f
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The Government justifies keeping everyone else in poverty because people seem to work the hardest when they're right on the edge of survival.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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74d0de1
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Hope doesn't mean anything. ... Action's the only thing that counts.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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52c6c6e
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Jen, we did it. Everyone's free now.
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victory
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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86387c3
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You know how to steer a yacht?" Mr. McIntyre asked Ian worriedly. "I was born knowing how to steer a yacht," Ian said. Then a stricken look came over his face. "But-do you suppose Jonah prepaid the full amount for renting this? Once my dad hears what Natalie and I did, he'll cancel our credit cards." "You mean we're...we're poor now?" Natalie gasped. "Penniless," Ian said grimly. "Actually," Mr. McIntyre said, "I should have mentioned this ..
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kabras
the39clues
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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e5e6bd5
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bitter is a bad way to live!
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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647cc65
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I have a choice.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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cf31458
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There's hope around the corner.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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64c5beb
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I snorted "oh, beauty. What's that good for?" Mary stared, her eyes round. "It won you the prince, did it not?" I snorted again, I prefer to think that he was captivated by my charming personality." I giggled to let Mary know I was trying to make fun of myself."
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personality
humor
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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a7f6852
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A thousand times today I've started to open my mouth, started to squeak out, "Can you tell me...? But then I'd look into the front seat, at my mother's silent shaking, my father's grim profile, the mournful bags under his eyes, and all the questions I might ask seemed abusive. Assault and battery, a question mark used like a club. My parents are old and fragile. I'd have to heartless to want to hurt them."
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silence
feelings
fear
suppress
discomfort
crying
parents
protectiveness
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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2b70071
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And yet, I felt a surge of exhilaration just thinking about that night. Not just because I'd met the prince and fallen in love and started on my course toward happiness ever after, but because I'd made something happen. I'd done something everybody had told me I couldn't. I'd changed my life all by myself. Having a fairy godmother would have ruined everything.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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c1a57b8
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It's people like you who change history. People like me--we just let things happen to us.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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0454474
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That porch is a happy-looking place, and my father - burdened, stoop-shouldered, cadaverously thin - doesn't seem to belong on it.
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out-of-place
worry
house
worries
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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c60065d
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He looked at the piles of food again, and it was like he was seeing it with new eyes. "This is wrong", he thought, "Letting food rot while people die of hunger. It's evil.".... He breathed in the too-sweet smell of rotting food, "I can stop this evil."
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hunger
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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d9b10d5
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The sudden silence is horrifying, and it seems to catch my mother off guard. A tiny whimper escapes her, the sound amplified in the stillness. Surely, my father hears her now; surely he and I can't go on pretending she isn't crying.
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feelings
discomfort
denial
parents
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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d1f3b46
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I rise up on my tiptoes. He's already bending his head down, moving his lips toward mine. And then, well, I haven't exactly studied this, but I'm pretty sure that ours is not the most expert kiss in Sualan history. It's a little hard to figure out how we should tilt our heads so our noses don't bump. But this kiss is a promise, a vow. Come to think of it, it doesn't really matter that ours is not the most expert kiss in Sualan history. It's..
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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8242e88
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I wish, peevishly, that he didn't know anything about how soldiers sleep, how they protect their fellow soldiers. It would be nicer if I could share the cloaks warmth with him, if we could lie with our faces together, whispering into the night.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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743eeb7
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I don't know what you two are up to," Hobart said. "But you be careful now, you hear? Don't do anything I wouldn't do." "Well now, that doesn't restrict us very much, does it?" Mark teased back."
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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cd1fb5e
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it'd be like looking for a needle in a burning haystack.' 'Oh, I've done that,' Mark said airily. 'It's a game we used to play, after we got rid of all our livestock and didn't need our hay no more. You throw a match into the haystack, give the fire a three-second head start, and begin looking. You can find the needle every time if you work quick
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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968c7d5
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Yetta thought.
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choice
suffrage
vote
choices
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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643df2c
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Sometimes you do your very best and you lose anyway.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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aa665ea
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And Nedley started saying,'Shut Up!Quit that! And i knew it really meant something to him. So I asked for his help,"Mark said. "Don't tell the story like that," Nedley laughed. "What he said was 'Quit pretendin you're a bad guy I need your help, and I need it now!"
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humor
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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339d6b3
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But it'd be nice to have someone who cared about me, someone I could talk to about anything, someone who'd tell me I was really special.
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puppy-love
loving
young-love
teens
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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f835510
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But did he go to heaven?" Katherine persisted. "That's between him and God, not him and history," JB said. Alex started, jerking so spastically that he kicked the basketball and would have sent it spinning out into the street if Chip hadn't caught it. Amazingly, Chip still seemed to have a swordsman's quick reflexes. "YOU believe in God?" Alex asked JB incredulously. "But you know how to travel through time. You're a scientist." He hesitat..
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religion
science
religion-and-science
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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a3922ce
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The truth is, time travel is hard, and people are lazy.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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dde067f
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Unlike my mother, my father does not cry quietly. His wails roll out like a wave of pain, and I scramble to roll up my window. My mother cannot hear that. I cannot bear to hear it myself. I am not used to my father's crying. I've had no time to harden my heart against him.
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feelings
denial
parents
protectiveness
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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3ad9691
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There was a law against Luke.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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0be4885
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Knowledge isn't evil, in and of itself. It's what people choose to do with their knowledge that makes the difference. I think it matters what you want knowledge . And what you're willing to sacrifice to get it.
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wisdom
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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accc7bc
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But Mother, I don't want to go. It's just that...I have to. I can't spend the rest of my life hiding in the attic. [...] I don't want to be a burden[...]I want to do something with my life. Figure out ways to help other third kids. Make--make a difference in the world.
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fiction
distopia
science-fiction
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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a85e4ea
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Ah, jeez... She really is a cheerleader.' And it seemed suddenly that this was true- not because she was an airhead or a hottie or a nonjock, but because she could throw herself so wholeheartedly into someone else's cause, because she could care so much and try so hard from the sidelines.
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cheerleading
encouragement
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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38b2b72
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We will not be stupid girls. We will not be powerless girls. We will not be useless girls
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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11c5078
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Oh, Myr," he chokes out. "I hate having to ask this of you..." He glances towards the car again, and I crouch down in the shadows, hoping it's too dark for him to see whether the window is open or closed. The woman pats his arm, cradling her hand against his elbow. "You know I'd do anything for you and Hil," she says. I like her voice. It's throaty and rich. "You'd do anything?" my father repeats numbly. "Even now? After -?" "Even now," the..
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kindness
fear
past
love
asking
request
help
forgiveness
guilt
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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3a8e7b3
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want to change history?" Luke made a stab at humor."
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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74c5071
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To quote a famous philosopher revered in my time 'But this is no different from regular life. When have you ever known what's going to happen in the future?'" Wait a minute, Jonah thought. I said that. Back at Westminster, with Katherine. Does that mean I'm going to be a famous philosopher in the future? Does that mean I'm going to be revered? There wasn't time to ask."
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time
quote
life
revered
philosopher
time-travel
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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3a9dd52
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the first tree shudder and fall, far off in the distance. Then he heard his mother call out the kitchen window: "Luke! Inside. Now." He had never disobeyed the order to hide. Even as a toddler, barely able to walk in the backyard's tall grass, he had somehow understood the fear in his mother's voice. But on this day, the day they began taking the woods away, he hesitated. He took one extra breath of the fresh air, scented with clover and ho..
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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cc61158
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saw the first tree shudder and fall, far off in the distance. Then he heard his mother call out the kitchen window: "Luke! Inside. Now."
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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7a9be1b
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Maybe never again as long as I live." He turned and walked into the"
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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a9d2ee9
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Mother came over and gave Luke's shoulder a reassuring squeeze before turning back to the stove. They had defied the Government once, with Luke. That had taken all the defiance they had in them. Maybe more.
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |