I know a lot about when I was a little girl, because my sister used to keep a diary. Today I keep her diary in a drawer next to by bed. I like to see how her memories were the same as mine, but also different.
I almost never slept deeply anymore--as soon as she said my name, I always sat up immediately, no matter how tired I was. - Cynthia Kadohata
I almost never slept deeply anymore--as soon as she said my name, I always sat up immediately, no matter how tired I was.
- Cynthia Kadohata
It took seven years from the day I decided I wanted to write fiction to actually getting a book published. - Cynthia Kadohata
It took seven years from the day I decided I wanted to write fiction to actually getting a book published.
Here at the sea---especially at the sea---I could hear my sister’s voice in the waves: “Kira-kira! Kira-kira! - Cynthia Kadohata
Here at the sea---especially at the sea---I could hear my sister’s voice in the waves: “Kira-kira! Kira-kira!
I know a lot about when I was a little girl, because my sister used to keep a diary. Today I keep her diary in a drawer next to by bed. I like to see… - Cynthia Kadohata
I know a lot about when I was a little girl, because my sister used to keep a diary. Today I keep her diary in a drawer next to by bed. I like to see…
Watch out for life ... It's harder than it looks. - Cynthia Kadohata
Watch out for life ... It's harder than it looks.
My sister had taught me to look at the world that way, as a place that glitters, as a place where the calls of the crickets and the crows and the win… - Cynthia Kadohata
My sister had taught me to look at the world that way, as a place that glitters, as a place where the calls of the crickets and the crows and the win…
Some days I think she was really miserable, because she cried a lot. In a way, I'd had to steel my heart to her crying. You need to steel yourself to… - Cynthia Kadohata
Some days I think she was really miserable, because she cried a lot. In a way, I'd had to steel my heart to her crying. You need to steel yourself to…
you could see the roads crisscrossing over the fields. When cars went by, far away, the beams were so bright they seemed to be ropes of light pulling… - Cynthia Kadohata
you could see the roads crisscrossing over the fields. When cars went by, far away, the beams were so bright they seemed to be ropes of light pulling…
I love writing about people on the road. - Cynthia Kadohata
I love writing about people on the road.
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