That’s not a bad word, hate and war are bad words, fuck isn’t.
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Judy Blume
Judy Blume (born Judith Sussman; February 12, 1938) is an American writer known for children's and young adult (YA) fiction. Some of her best known works are Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret (1970), Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing (1972), Deenie (1973), and Blubber (1974). The New Yorker has called her books "talismans that, for a significant segment of the American female population, marked the passage from childhood to adolescence." Publishing her first novel in 1969, Blume is credited as one of the first authors to write YA novels about topics that some still consider to be taboo. According to Blume, "I wanted to be honest. And I felt that no adult had been honest with me. We didn't have the information we should have had." Blume has received praise for addressing the common, but often unspoken worries of her fans from masturbation and menstruation to , birth control, and death. This has also led to criticism from individuals and groups that would like to see her books banned. The American Library Association (ALA) has named Blume as one of the most frequently challenged authors of the 21st century. Despite her critics, Blume's books have sold over 82 million copies and they've been translated into 32 language
That's not a bad word...hate and war are bad words, but fuck isn't.
It’s not so much that I like him as a person, God, but as a boy he’s very handsome.
We are friends for life. When we’re together the years fall away. Isn’t that what matters? To have someone who can remember with you? To have someone who remembers how far you’ve come?
Why are mothers always right about those things?
That’s not a bad word. ‘Hate’ and ‘war’ are bad words. ‘Fuck’ isn’t.
I wanted to tell him that I will never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do—that maybe I always will. I’ll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was very special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe. I think it’s just…
‘Forever?’ he asked. ‘Forever,’ I said.
It’s strange, but when it comes right down to it I never do fall apart—even when I’m sure I will.
I still get angry when older people assume that everyone in my generation, screws around. They’re probably the same ones who think all kids use dope. It’s true that we are more open than our parents but that just means we accept sex and talk about it. It doesn’t mean we are all jumping into bed…
Like my mother said, you can’t go back to holding hands.
I wanted to tell him that I will never be sorry for loving him. That in a way I still do - that maybe I always will. I'll never regret one single thing we did together because what we had was very special. Maybe if we were ten years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe. I think it's…
I can’t let safety and security become the focus of my life.
Some changes happen deep down inside of you. And the truth is, only you know about them. Maybe that’s the way it’s supposed to be.
Each of us must confront our own fears, must come face to face with them. How we handle our fears will determine where we go with the rest of our lives. To experience adventure or to be limited by the fear of it.
Some changes happen deep down inside of you. And the truth is, only you know about them. Maybe that’s the way it’s supposed to be.