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Jeannette Walls
By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

No child is born a delinquent. They only became that way if nobody loved them when they were kids. Unloved children grow up to be serial murderers or alcoholics.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I find books that have a moral and spiritual center, that speak to what is really important and lasting, hugely appealing.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

You're in a horse race but you're thinking like a sheep. Sheep don't win horse races.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

But no matter how much planning you do, one tiny miscalculation, one moment of distraction, can end it all in an instant.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jeannette Walls

You're not supposed to laugh at your own father. Ever.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I never had any question that my parents loved me. I had a real sense of self confidence.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Most times when folks ask for advice, they already know what they should do. They just want to hear it from someone else.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

She was developing what Mom called a bit of a sarcastic streak.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I could hear people around us whispering about the crazy drunk man and his dirty little urchin children, but who cared what they thought?

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Mom told us we would have to go shoplifting. Isn't that a sin?" I asked Mom. Not exactly," Mom said. "God doesn't mind you bending the rules a little if you have a good reason. It's sort of like justifiable homicide. This is justifiable pilfering.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

It's so much of what art and creativity are, being able to confront your own demons. If you can do that, you can get through just about everything.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

The best time to tell your story is when you have to tell your story. When it's not really a choice. But then, when you get that first, messy, complicated version down, you have to read it over and be very tough on yourself and ask, 'Well what's the story here?' If you're lucky enough to have someone you trust looking over your shoulder, he or she can help you if [you] lack perspective on your own story.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jeannette Walls

You should never hate anyone, even your worst enemies. Everyone has something good about them,” [Jeannette's mom] said. “You have to find the redeeming quality and love the person for that.” “Oh yeah?” I said. “How about Hitler? What was his redeeming quality?” “Hitler loved dogs,” Mom said without hesitation.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Mom always said people worried too much about their children. Suffering when you are young is good for you, she said. It immunized your body and your soul.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Unlike diamonds, watches were practical. They were for people on the run, people with appointments to keep and schedules to meet.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Jeannette Walls

You should never hate anyone, not even your worst enemies. Everyone has something good about them. You had to find the redeeming quality and love the person for that.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Horses were never wrong. They always did what they did for a reason, and it was up to you to figure it out.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jeannette Walls

[Mom] said she didn't want her youngest daughter dressed in the thrift-store clothes the rest of us wore. Mom told us we would have to go shoplifting. "Isn't that a sin?" I asked Mom. "Not exactly," Mom said. "God doesn't mind you bending the rules a little if you have good reason. It's sort of like justifiable homicide. This is justifiable pilfering.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Some people who've read my story think I had a terrible childhood and that I was neglected or even abused, while others feel that my parents, while certainly flawed, also had truly wonderful qualities. And that's the way it should be, because in real life two people can look at the same president and one will see a hero and the other a villain.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jeannette Walls

She snuggled into bed with them, looking up from time to time, saying she was sorry, she knew she should be doing something more productive, but like Dad, she had her addictions, and one of hers was reading.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

In this world, it's not enough to have a fine education. You need a piece of paper to prove you got it.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

My older sister achieved her dream of being an artist. She's an illustrator living in Manhattan.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

If you had weak eyes, they needed exercise to get strong. Glasses were like crutches. They prevented people with feeble eyes from seeing the world on their own.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I'm a big believer in luck - the harder you work, the luckier you become.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

You West Virginia girls are one tough breed," he said. You got that right," I told him.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

What I do know is that wondering why you survived don't help you survive.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Mom painted dozens of variations and studies of the Joshua tree. We'd go with her and she'd give us art lessons. One time I saw a tiny Joshua tree sapling growing not too far from the old tree. I wanted to dig it up and replant it near our house. I told Mom that I would protect it from the wind and water it every day so that it could grow nice and tall and straight. Mom frowned at me. "You'd be destroying what makes it special," she said. "It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Submitting seemed to me a lot like giving up. If God gave us the strength to bail- the gumption to try and save ourselves- isn't that what he wanted us to do?

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

A lady's hair is her crowning glory

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

When people kill themselves, they think they're ending the pain, but all they're doing is passing it on to those they leave behind.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jeannette Walls

We laughed about all the kids who believed in the Santa myth and got nothing for Christmas but a bunch of cheap plastic toys. "Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten," Dad said, "you'll still have your stars.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Fussing over children who cry only encourages them. That's positive reinforcement for negative behavior.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Dad's death didn't hollow me out the way Helen's had. After all, everyone had assumed Dad was a goner back when he got kicked in the head as a child. Instead, he had cheated death and, despite his gimp and speech impediment, lived a long life doing pretty much what he wanted. He hadn't drawn the best of cards, but he'd played his hand darned well, so what was there to grieve over?

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

When I got a little older, I started writing for the high school newspaper, The Maroon Wave, and that's when I fell in love with journalism.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jeannette Walls

The sound of thunder awake me, and when I got up, my feet sank into muddy water up to my ankles. Mother took Buster and Helen to high ground to pray, but I stayed behind with Apache and Lupe. We barricaded the door with the rug and started bailing water out the window. Mother came back and begged us to go pray with her on the hilltop. "To heck with praying!" I shouted. "Bail, dammit, bail!" Mom look mortified. I could tell she thought I'd probably doomed us all with my blasphemy, and I was a little shocked at it myself, but with the water rising so fast, the situation was dire. We had lit the kerosene lamp, and we could see the walls of the dugout were beginning to sag inward. If Mom had pitched in and helped, there was a chance we might have been able to save the dugout - not a good chance, but a fighting chance. Apache and Lupe and I couldn't do it on our own, though, and when the ceiling started to cave, we grabbed Mom's walnut headboard and pulled it through the door just as the dugout collapsed in on itself, burying everything. Afterward, I was pretty aggravated with Mom. She kept saying that the flood was God's will and we had to submit to it. But I didn't see things that way. Submitting seemed to me a lot like giving up. If God gave us the strength to bail - the gumption to try to save ourselves - isn't that what he wanted us to do?

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jeannette Walls

We laughed about all the kids who believed in the Santa Claus myth and got nothing for Christmas but a bunch of cheap plastic toys. "Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten", Dad said, "you'll still have your stars.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I had always wanted a watch. Unlike diamonds, watches were practical. They were for people on the run, people with appointments to keep and schedules to meet. That was the kind of person I wanted to be.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jeannette Walls

One day we heard on the radio that a woman in the suburbs had seen a mountain lion behind her house and had called the police, who shot the animal. Dad got so angry he put his fist through a wall. "That mountain lion had as much right to his life as that sour old biddy does to hers," he said. "You can't kill something just because it's wild.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Dad was on the porch, pacing back and forth in that uneven stride he had on account of having a gimp leg. When he saw, he let out a yelp of delight and started hobbling down the steps towards us. Mom came running out of the house. She sank down on her knees, clasped her hands in front of her, and started praying up to the heavens, thanking the Lord for delivering her children from the flood. It was she who had saved us, she declared, by staying up all night praying. "You get down on your knees and thank your guardian angel," she said. "And thank me, too." Helen and Buster got down and started praying with Mom, but I just stood there looking at them. The way I saw it. I was the one who'd saved us all, not Mom and not some guardian angel. No one was up in that cottonwood tree except the three of us. Dad came alongside me and put his arms around my shoulders. "There weren't no guardian angel, Dad," I said. I started explaining how I'd gotten us to the cottonwood tree in time, figuring out how to switch places when our arms got tired and keeping Buster and Helen awake through the long night by quizzing them. Dad squeezed my shoulder. "Well, darling," he said, "maybe the angel was you.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Maybe I should have cut him some slack. With his broken wing and lifetime of eating roadkill, he probably had a lot to be ungrateful about. Too much hard luck can create a permanent meanness of spirit in any creature.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jeannette Walls

It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Mom asked me if I was okay. I shrugged and nodded. “Well, there you go”, she said. She said that sexual assault was a crime of perception. “If you don’t think you’re hurt, then you aren’t”, she said. “So many women make such a big deal out of these things. But you’re stronger then that”, she went back to her crossword puzzle.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Everything in life is gray, you know.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Even more important than saving money is making it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I listen to music mostly in the evening. I've come to love what is called world music, like the Zimbabwean Oliver Mtukudzi and the Colombian singer Marta Gomez. I also love the Irish folk singer Mary Black. Other favorites include Chet Baker, Eva Cassidy, and Billie Holiday.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I reached my full height at age 11, and I was clumsy as all get-out - all elbows and knees, couldn't get up a flight of stairs without falling down. I wanted to be a cute, petite blonde, but I'm a big ol' strapping thing, so I just accept it.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Don't be afraid of your dark places. If you can shine a light on them, you can find treasure in there.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Horses are a mirror of who you are. They're emotionally dependent on you.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jeannette Walls

I realized that you can get so used to certain luxuries that you start to think they’re necessities, but when you have to forgo them, you come to see that you don’t need them after all. There was a big difference between needing things and wanting things—though a lot of people had trouble telling the two apart—and at the ranch, I could see, we’d have pretty much everything we’d need but precious little else.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Jeannette Walls

Teaching is a calling too. And I've always thought that teachers in their way are holy - angels leading their flocks out of the darkness.