Sunday, July 3, 2005

Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli

"She was elusive.  She was today.  She was tomorrow.  She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl.  We did not know what to make of her.  In our minds we tried to pin her to a cord board like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew."

"You'll know her more by your questions than by her answers.  Keep looking at her long enough.  One day you might see someone you know."

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