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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 39dd9f1 | What does RV stand for, anyway?" Mary Anne asked. "Ridiculous Vehicle," Watson said," | Ann M. Martin | ||
| b16268b | The fact that Kristi was an attractive young woman had nothing to do with his enthusiastic speculations, he told himself. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| be645a1 | Mallory's hand shot up. "As long as we're talking about Friday, Jessi told me to tell you that her new ballet class meets Fridays at 5:15." "Every Friday?" I asked. "Is that the only class she can take?" Mallory nodded. "It's level three, only one class per week. Jesse begged Mme Noelle to change the time. A few other kids didn't like it, either." "We could have our meetings at the dance studio," Abby suggested. "And feed the ballerinas jun.. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| e536de3 | The two-year-olds were standing over a pile of dirty forks and spoons, laughing hysterically. "They're okay," Claudia said. "No thanks to you," Mary Anne commented under her breath. "If you're so concerned, why don't you teach Marnie and Ryan to play Parchessi?" Claudia said, marching out of the room. "They're already making a silverware sculpture!" Mary Anne retorted. (Boy, was Mary Anne furious. She never talks like that)." | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 3770c02 | The whole club has been Abbified. Everyone had grown lazy while I was gone. Or maybe they weren't lazy. Maybe I was being too stubborn. (Hard to imagine, I know.) Sometimes you have to give a little to keep people happy. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 0adb018 | Mary Anne took a deep breath, then she let Claudia have it, screamed at her, threw the easel to the floor and dumped plaster of paris on her head. Actually, that was what I would've done, but not Mary Anne. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| fa525e0 | Don't let her sit near me," Mary Anne whispered. "Can't you guys just kiss and make up?" I asked. "Ask Claudia. She's the one who decided not to talk to me." "Well, you weren't exactly Miss Congealiality yourself." "Gene. Congeniality." "Whatever." | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 81bce4c | Our clients depend on us," I shot back. "That's why they keep calling back. Our motto was, one call, seven sitters, remember? Not one call, four or five sitters who bothered to show up and a couple of others out shopping." | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 1d743bc | All this BSC pressure was getting to me. I was forgetting how to be a good sitter. Or maybe I had never been one to begin with. Maybe that's why the club was falling apart. Maybe I needed to back off baby-sitting for a while. As I walked home, I felt about two inches tall. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 711bf44 | Uh, excuse me, Kristy," Claudia said. "We know you're mad at yourself for messing up at the Rodowskys, but don't take it out on us." "This has nothing to do with the Rodowskys!" I shouted. "This has to do with all of you. What are we here for, guys? To sit around, do homework and talk about all our great activities?" "Souds like fud to be," Abby remarked. "Lots of fud, Abby," I said. "So who needs the meeting times and rules and stuff? Why .. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 1916d7e | Part of me had hoped my BSC friends had planned this whole thing as a huge April Fool's joke seven months early. We'd all have a big laugh and go back to the way we were, loyal and full of group spirit. But here's the other side: even though my mind was a mess, my body felt the strangest sense of calmness, as if I'd just taken a swim on a Hawaiian beach. I felt free. Free and peaceful. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 2616c1b | Stacey?" Kristy said. "You have a Chunky wrapper on your butt." | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 87917dd | Well, what do you think about my idea?" Four open-mouthed stares answered me. My friends had become the Great American Gapers Association. GAGA." -- | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 1f9634b | What was going on here? Had the Baby-Sitters Club suddenly dropped to bottom priority? I wanted to jump up and scream at them. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 0fc1835 | I knew when we changed our schedule, something like this would happen." Stacey rolled her eyes. "Kristy, one thing has nothing to do with the other." "Remember when Monday, Wednesday and Friday used to be untouchable?" I asked. "We set up our appointmnets and stuff around meeting times. Gladly. Because we knew we had to. That was why I didn't want to change Fridays. Once you do something like that, you're saying the club isn't that importan.. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 7a06c6c | I pushed my chair back and stood up. "Look, I invented the Baby-Sitters Club. The whole idea was to work together, human-to-human contact, over the phone and in meetings. If you don't have that, you don't have a club. Period." "Kristy....," Mary Anne pleaded. But I'd heard enough. I picked up my tray and walked away. I had completely lost my appetite." | Ann M. Martin | ||
| ab7eac8 | Jackie Rodowsky's private BSC nickname is the Walking Disaster. Abby says he has the Sadim touch. Sadim is Midas backward. Everything he touches turns into an accident. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 87f26d7 | I was Jackie's sitter and I was responsible for him. Sure I warned him. Sure he was being obnoxious. But the bottom line was he was injured and I was not supposed to let that happen. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| fe54c49 | I felt like a fool. A rotten sitter. Kristy the Careless. Everyone in town was going to see Jackie with his cane. Of course they would ask what happened and they'd find out the truth. He'd been left unsupervised by his sitter in his own backyard. If there were such things as sitting licenses, mine would be revoked. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 75be2cf | I said, who left the peanut butter open on the counter?" Now his voice was much louder. The boys didn't answer. I saw them draw closer together. I was so surprised that I couldn't say a word. "I'm going to ask one more time," said Mr. Nicholls, and then he began to shout. "WHO LEFT THE...." "I did," I said quickly. "It was me. I'm sorry. I was making us a snack when the doorbell rang and..." | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 0d93f50 | Something wasn't right in the Nicholls household, but what could I do about it? I hated to see two kids so unhappy, but if Mr. Nicholls had his rules, who was I to question them? It was his house. Joey and Nate were his sons. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 9b71b11 | How did people deal with a situation like this? Maybe they'd make Mr. Nicholls promise never to do it again. Maybe he'd have to go to counseling. In any case, I knew things would start to change for the better as soon as Mom and Mrs. Nicholls talked. | Ann M. Martin | ||
| 43f69d6 | shoehorn? | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 258a7ff | No one ever owns a cat," he corrected her. "You share a common habitation on a basis of equal rights and mutual respect . . . although somehow the cat always comes out ahead of the deal. Siamese particularly have a way of getting the upper hand." | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 6caae6f | just a pied-a-terre that he uses for business entertaining, but it's tastefully done in wall-to-wall money. And the colors are smart--in a ghastly way. I've used Eggplant, Spinach, and Overripe Melon. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 3dc4df6 | The dance of life should be created from moment to moment with individuality and spontaneity. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| da7699a | Cats have many gifts that are denied humans, and yet we tend to rate them by human standards. To understand a cat, you must realize that he has his own gifts, his own viewpoint, even his own morality. A cat's lack of speech does not make him a lower animal. Cats have a contempt of speech. Why should they talk when they can communicate without words? They manage very well among themselves, and they patiently try to make their thoughts known .. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 8b4e519 | Mickey Maus," William was saying, "is a nut about butter. The only time he ever lost his cool was when we were having a small brunch and we were down to our last three pounds of butter. He panicked." | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| ba9a0c9 | Some of us are grown-up at age twelve; some of us never mature. It's not a question of whether you're old enough to make your own decision; are you old enough to take responsibility for the outcome if it turns out to be a bad decision? | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| c68899c | Then one day he sent her a single long-stemmed rose with the famous Hfez of Shrz poem that you probably know." She recited the lines from the thirteenth-century poem: Give never the wine bowl from thy hand Nor loose thy grasp on the rose's stem 'Tis a mad bad world that the fates have planned. Match wits with their every strategem!" | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 602facf | pasture | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 9424c40 | He agreed with Francis Bacon: Old friends to trust, old wood to burn, old authors to read. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 201f2d6 | In mid-morning, Qwilleran set out from the barn carrying a baker's box tied with red plaid ribbon. He said goodbye to the cats, told them where he was going, and estimated when he would return. The more you talk to cats, he believed, the smarter they become. Koko was disturbingly smart. Qwilleran called him a fine fellow and had a great deal of respect for him. Yum Yum was a dainty little female with winning ways and a fondness for laps, th.. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| cf750bb | Never before had he met anyone who knew, or cared, that it was Chesterfield who said: Let blockheads read what blockheads wrote. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| d46ac39 | The sky was Alice blue (one | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 00e3802 | Howard and I now operate a halfway house for wayward or unwanted cats, as well as a boarding school for the truly gifted and a placement bureau for upwardly mobile felines (Fluppies). The Fluppie Phenomenon should not be taken lightly. The time may come when all household appliances, particularly computers, are required to be catproof. Today's catly mischief could be tomorrow's CATastrophe. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| f781633 | How do you describe your style?" he asked as they drove back to the rocky beach. "Descriptive but not realistic. Makes viewers use a little imagination. That's good for 'em. Imagination's a muscle; needs exercise." | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 73b5a48 | A cat without a tail is better than a politician without a head. Theres a destiny that leads a hungry cat to the right doorstep. Home is where the sardines are. No matter how humble, a free meal is not to be sniffed at. Where theres a will, a cat will find a way. Soft cushions are for catsall others use them at their own risk. What goes down must come up, if its a pill. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| c392edb | Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London is full of women of the highest society who have remained thirty-five for years. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 905cb32 | You | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 0f4753b | cool koko also says Dumb animals know more about humans than dumb humans know about animals. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| f7b4586 | I only know that a wise man once said three hundred years ago that money is like muck; it doesn't do any good unless you spread it around. | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| 2b3d8a2 | spread the rumor and, before anyone knows, it's a fact | Lilian Jackson Braun | ||
| fd3e2a6 | You know what they say: All Welshmen sing. All Scots are thrifty. All Englishmen have stiff upper lips. And all Irishmen write plays. | Lilian Jackson Braun |