I want to Live! Not Die, Not Hide, LIVE!

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

I was Pandora, bound and determined to open that box.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

I was there laughing and joking with everyone else, but it’s like there was some part of me standing back, watching, thinking, “Is this as good as it gets?

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

Jen, we did it. Everyone's free now.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

Maybe everyone is just waiting for someone else to save them.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

Oh, MYR," he chokes out. "I hate having to ask this of you..." He glances towards the car again, and I crouch down in the shadows, hoping it's too dark for him to see whether the window is open or closed. The woman pats his arm, cradling her hand against his elbow." You know I'd do anything for you and His," she says. I like her voice. It's throaty and rich." You'd do anything?" my father repeats numbly. "Even now? After -?"" Even now," the woman says firmly.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

That porch is a happy-looking place, and my father - burdened, stoop-shouldered, cadaverous thin - doesn't seem to belong on it.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

There's something about each of my books that I'm really proud of, and there's something about each of my books that I cringe over.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

The sudden silence is horrifying, and it seems to catch my mother off guard. A tiny whimper escapes her, the sound amplified in the stillness. Surely, my father hears her now; surely he and I can't go on pretending she isn't crying.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix

The truth is, time travel is hard, and people are lazy.

— Margaret Peterson Haddix