It was simply a book I had to write. I had no choice. And it was only after it was written that I realized what some of it meant.
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This is the limited universe, the drying, dissipating universe that we can help our children avoid by providing them with “explosive material capable of stirring up fresh life endlessly
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I don’t think I want anybody else to see what gorgeous eyes you have.”
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“I am here to report that one of my letters is jamming, and until it can be properly oiled by an F Grade oiler there is danger of jammed minds.” “Strawberry jam or raspberry?”
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“I don’t want him to grow up to be dumb like me,” Meg had said.
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“Don’t you know you’re the nicest thing that’s happened to me in a long time?”
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“You mean you’re comparing our lives to a sonnet? A strict form, but freedom within it?” “Yes.” Mrs Whatsit said. “You’re given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.”
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But you see, Meg, just because we don’t understand doesn’t mean that the explanation doesn’t exist.