15 Quotes & Sayings By Natalie Babbitt

Natalie Babbitt is an award winning children's book author. Born in Ponca City, Oklahoma, Natalie now lives in Los Angeles with her husband, two daughters, and one dog. She is the author of numerous books for children including The Magic School Bus at the World's Fair, The Magic School Bus Falls Down a Climb, The Magic School Bus Meets the President's Bodyguard, The Magic School Bus Goes to the Moon , and The Magic School Bus Gets Even Closer.

Don't be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived...
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Don't be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don't have to live forever, you just have to live. Natalie Babbitt
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You can't have living without dying. So you can't call it living, what we got. We just are, we just be, like rocks beside the road. Natalie Babbitt
Dont be afraid of death, be afraid of the unlived...
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Dont be afraid of death, be afraid of the unlived life. Natalie Babbitt
Like all magnificent things, it's very simple.
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Like all magnificent things, it's very simple. Natalie Babbitt
Facts are the barren branches on which we hang the...
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Facts are the barren branches on which we hang the dear, obscuring foliage of our dreams. Natalie Babbitt
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You Don't have to live forever you just have to live. Natalie Babbitt
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I was having that dream again, the good one where we're all in heaven and never heard of Treegap. Natalie Babbitt
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The shriek cut thinly though the drizzling dimness, holding for a long moment. At last it broadened and dropped to the old. Natalie Babbitt
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...with white dawns and glaring moons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Natalie Babbitt
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The first week of August hangs at the very top of the summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, but it quivers all alone. There is no thunder, no relieving rain. These are strange and breathless days, the dog days, when people are led to do things they are sure to be sorry for after. Natalie Babbitt
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Like all magnificent things, it’s very simple. Natalie Babbitt
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The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Natalie Babbitt
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You've got nothing that lasts, you know. That's not the first town that ever stood there. There was one before that, and one before that, and one before that one, on back for 900 years. But this tree has stood here all along. What do you make of that, boy? Natalie Babbitt
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Right after graduation, I married Samuel Fisher Babbitt, an academic administrator. I spent the next ten years in Connecticut, Tennessee, and Washington, D.C., raising our children, Christopher, Tom, and Lucy. Natalie Babbitt