Holly Goldberg Sloan
Apple blossom can't believe the taste of the dark square. Is there a way to describe this morsel of goodness? It is so sweet ADN smooth. It makes a green snail seem like an old pine cone seed, and every possum knows that a green snail is fantastic eating.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
At least it's working out because Cheddar is sort of obsessed with me, or at least very interested, which in the world of felines counts as obsessive behavior.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
But being a brother or a sister (if you are lucky enough) is the role of a lifetime.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
Connectedness. One thing leads to another. Often in unexpected ways.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
Dysphagia is the medical term for not being able to swallow, and I know that there are two kinds of dysphagia: pharyngeal and esophageal. But maybe there is also a third kind of dysphagia that comes when your heart breaks into pieces. I can't swallow because I have that kind.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
Every person has lots of ingredients to make them what is always a one-in-a-kind creation. We are all imperfect genetic stews.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
For him and his brother, he now knew, that music was real. Because all you had to do, really, was be willing to use your imagination. And listen.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
For someone grieving, moving forward is the challenge. Because after extreme loss, you want to go back.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
I cut all my words out. My heart was too full of them.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
I force myself to think of anything but the one thing that I'm actually always thinking about. And that is so exhausting that I sleep more than I ever have.
— Holly Goldberg Sloan
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