“He’s not so good at that yet,′ said Noah. At Sammys house, Sammy said, ‘Noah, meet my budgie, Sweetie.’ ‘Hello, Sweetie,’ said Noah. ‘Sweetie likes you,’ said Sammy. ‘How can you tell?’ asked Noah.”
“Every evening, after dinner, Noah said to Happy, ‘Hello, Happy.’ He said many, many, MANY times. Each time Happy just looked at Noah and wagged his tail.”
“Brrrrring! Brrrrring! the phone was ringing. Happy rolled over. Brrrrring! Brrrrring! Happy jumped up. Brrrrring! Brrrrring! Brrrrring! The phone kept ringing. This time Happy picked it up. ‘Hello?’ he said. ‘Happy is here.”
“He can give me his paw,′ said Noah. ‘Happy _paw!’ Happy gave Noah his paw. ‘Happy_roll over!’ said Noah. Happy lay on his back, but he didn’t roll over.”
“Do you know what it’s like waking up every morning knowing you’re not good enough? There are only two things wrong with me—everything I do and everything I say. They’ll never be happy until I’m dead.”
“Sometimes as we grow, we will inevitably shed some folk naturally from our lives. But losing them isn’t going to stunt your growth. Nope, not one single bit. You’re going to keep growing.”
“sometimes an interruption is a sign that something needs to be tended to. So if it requires my energy and time in order to make room for peace within, then I handle it as it comes.”
“I cannot believe that the purpose of life is to be happy. I think the purpose of life is to be useful, to be responsible, to be compassionate. It is, above all, to matter, to count, to stand for something, to have made some difference that you lived at all.”
“All the games were selected for them by supervisors and had to have some useful, educational purpose. The children learned these new games but unlearned something else in the process: they forgot to be happy, how to take pleasure in little things and last, but not least, how to dream”