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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2e4d1ac | his school lessons had been unusually | Lois Lowry | ||
| 71eb6df | again. "When we were Sixes, we went and shared a whole school day with a group of Sixes in their community." "How did you feel when you were there?" Lily frowned. "I felt strange. Because their methods were different. They were learning usages that my group hadn't learned yet, so we felt stupid." Father was listening with interest. "I'm thinking, Lily," he said, "about the boy who didn't obey the rules today. Do you think it's possible that.. | Lois Lowry | ||
| bbce4aa | I feel a little sorry for him," Jonas said, "even though I don't even know him. I feel sorry for anyone who is in a place where he feels strange and stupid." | Lois Lowry | ||
| ec2ae99 | It wasn't a practical thing, so it became obsolete when we went to Sameness. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 7bba75a | Looking back together, telling our stories to one another, we learn how to be on our own. | life purpose stories | Lois Lowry | |
| 57e0423 | Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps it was only an echo. | Lois Lowry | ||
| df188e9 | Trademaster," he said..... "Who is he?" Claire asked again. "He is Evil. I don't know how else to describe it. He is Evil, and like all evil, he has enormous power. He tempts. He taunts. And he takes." | Lois Lowry | ||
| 3128d20 | Danes had on their windows; the entire city had to be completely darkened at night. In a nearby tree, a bird was singing; otherwise it was quiet. It was the last night of September. "Go, now, and get into your nightgowns. It will be a long night." Annemarie and Ellen got to their feet. Papa suddenly crossed the room and put his arms around them both. He kissed the top of each head: Annemarie's blond one, which reached to his shoulder, and E.. | Lois Lowry | ||
| e87f45c | Our gifts are our weaponry | Lois Lowry | ||
| faed4a7 | tension, | Lois Lowry | ||
| 7bc3d96 | There were only two occasions of release which were not punishment. Release of the elderly, which was a time of celebration for a life well and fully lived; and release of a newchild, which always brought a sense of what-could-we-have-done. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 5cee445 | There was no fuel now for the homes and apartments in Copenhagen, and the winter nights were terribly cold. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 2357ebb | Things could change Gabe. Things could be different. I don't know how, but there must be some way for things to be different. There could be colors. And grandparents. And everybody would have memories. You know about memories...Gabe, there could be love. | memories | Lois Lowry | |
| f7506c3 | still clutched Ellen's necklace. She looked down, and saw that she had imprinted | Lois Lowry | ||
| ef727a9 | They're memories | lessons-in-life reality | Lois Lowry | |
| 28579d5 | It was against the rules for children or adults to look at another's nakedness; but the rule did not apply to newchildren or the Old. Jonas | Lois Lowry | ||
| 849fec8 | A man who had, as an adult, fled the cult in which he had been raised, told me that his psychiatrist had recommended The Giver to him. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 5805124 | They were arranged by their original numbers, the numbers they had been given at birth. The numbers were rarely used after the Naming. But each child knew his number, of course. Sometimes parents used them in irritation at a child's misbehavior, indicating that mischief made one unworthy of a name. Jonas always chuckled when he heard a parent, exasperated, call sharply to a whining toddler, ''That's enough, Twenty-three! | Lois Lowry | ||
| f40e2f6 | Father? Mother?" Jonas asked tentatively after the evening meal. "I have a question I want to ask you." "What is it, Jonas?" his father asked. He made himself say the words, though he felt flushed with embarrassment. He had rehearsed them in his mind all the way home from the Annex. "Do you love me?" There was an awkward silence for a moment. Then Father gave a little chuckle. "Jonas. You, of all people. Precision of language, please!" "Wha.. | Lois Lowry | ||
| f6e4f2e | Memories are forever~ The Giver | Lois Lowry | ||
| 04f74d5 | He wasn't surprised. After the thorny branches had shredded her dress, they had reached for her legs as night fell, and now he could see that she was terribly lacerated. The wounds were deep, and he could see exposed muscles and tendons glisten yellow and pink in a devastating kind of beauty where the ragged flesh gaped open. | Lois Lowry | ||
| b119025 | The children all received their bicycles at Nine; they were not allowed to ride bicycles before then. | Lois Lowry | ||
| e92f0fd | The Receiver was the most important Elder. Jonas had never even seen him, that he knew of; someone in a position of such importance lived and worked alone. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 2300f8c | When he spoke, a new spurt of blood drenched the coarse cloth across his chest and sleeve. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 3d8467e | It is so good to have friends who understand how there is a time for crying and a time for laughing, and that sometimes the two are very close together. I | Lois Lowry | ||
| 7a65a8d | I'm grateful to you, Jonas, because without you I would never have figured out a way to bring about the change. But your role now is to escape. And my role is to stay. | Lois Lowry | ||
| a2d3e43 | My work will be finished when I have helped the community to change and become whole. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 487d15f | Jonas did not want to go back. He didn't want the memories, didn't want the honor, didn't want the wisdom, didn't want the pain. He wanted his childhood again, his scraped knees and ball games. He sat in his dwelling alone, watching through the window, seeing children at play, citizens bicycling home from uneventful days at work, ordinary lives free of anguish because he had been selected, as others before him had, to bear their burden. But.. | Lois Lowry | ||
| eda0aaf | mama and papa when it gets cold," Mama said, smiling. "I remember when Kirsti slept between you and Papa. She was supposed to stay in her crib, but in the middle of the night she would climb out and get in with you," Annemarie said, smoothing the pillows on the bed. Then she hesitated and glanced at her mother, fearful that she had said the wrong thing, the thing that would bring the pained look to her mother's face. The days when little Ki.. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 44fd897 | children all received their bicycles at Nine; they were not allowed to ride bicycles before then. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 4406e2d | villagers | Lois Lowry | ||
| fef5534 | But what happened to those things? Snow, and the rest of it?" "Climate Control. Snow made growing food difficult, limited the agricultural periods. And unpredictable weather made transportation almost impossible at times. It wasn't a practical thing, so it became obsolete when we went to Sameness." | Lois Lowry | ||
| 3beb760 | What if they were allowed to choose their own mate? And chose wrong? "Or what if," he went on, almost laughing at the absurdity, "they chose their own jobs?" "Frightening, isn't it?" The Giver said. Jonas chuckled. "Very frightening." | Lois Lowry | ||
| 1bf6361 | I will take care of that, sir. I will take care of that, sir," Jonas mimicked in a cruel, sarcastic voice. "I will do whatever you like, sir". I will kill people, sir. Old people? Small new born people? I'd be happy to kill them, sir. Thank you for your instructions, sir. How may I help y-" He couldn't seem to stop." | Lois Lowry | ||
| bc2edd3 | Tu insinuabas, Jonas, que quiza no era valiente? Yo no se que es la valentia: que es, que significa. Lo que se es que yo estaba aqui paralizado por el horror, deshecho de no poder hacer nada. Y oi que Rosemary les decia que preferia ponerse ella misma la inyeccion. >>Y lo hizo. Yo no mire. Mire para otro lado. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 151c53a | He was left, upon awakening, with the feeling that he wanted, even somehow needed, to reach the something that waited in the distance. The feeling that it was good. That it was welcoming. That it was significant. But he did not know how to get there. | Lois Lowry | ||
| baec9e6 | God of Thunder made a very small rain shower in the corner of the kitchen floor. Keep an eye on him. | Lois Lowry | ||
| 75105fc | The cold rain continued to fall. He remembered, suddenly, how Jean's hair curled and framed her face when it was damp. In contrast to the horrible stench that was growing stronger by the minute, he remembered the fragrance of her when she had kissed him goodbye. It seemed so long ago. | Lois Lowry | ||
| bb6dd9b | Gio day , qua nhung ki uc , cau da thay duoc nhung dai duong , ho tren nui va nhung dong suoi chay roc rach qua rung ; va cau nhin thay con song rong quen thuoc ben duong da khac di . Cau thay tat ca anh sang , mau sac , lich su ma no chua dung va mang theo trong dong nuoc troi lang le ; va cau biet rang co mot Noi Khac tu do no xuat phat, va mot Noi Khac no dang chay den. | Lois Lowry | ||
| c99a1ba | The freedom to choose where to spend those hours had always seemed a wonderful luxury to Jonas; other hours of the day were so carefully regulated. | Lois Lowry | ||
| ceac6e0 | He's changing, isn't he?" Matty replied, startling himself, because he had not spelled it out in his mind before, had not said it aloud yet, yet here it was, and he was saying it to Jean. He felt an odd sense of relief. Jean began to cry softly. "Yes," she said. "He has traded his deepest self." | Lois Lowry | ||
| 005e726 | Artist?' Thomas suggested. 'That's a word. I've never heard anyone say it, but I've read it in some of the books. It means, well, someone who makes something beautiful. Would that be a word? | Lois Lowry | ||
| bb143d9 | Maybe it is something that artists have," she said, liking the sound of the word she had just learned. "A special kind of magic knowledge." | Lois Lowry | ||
| 9af2ef0 | There are only three weeks left, Matty. After the border closes it will be too late. She won't be allowed to come. You must bring her here before that happens. "If you don't, Matty, I will never see her again." "It always seems strange to me when you say 'see.'" The blind man smiled. "I see in my heart, Matty." | Lois Lowry |