30 quotes found
“The dead are often known to eat 27 and 53”
“Truth and dreams are always getting muddled.”
“The season of evil," I echoed. "Protect your soul.”
“I sit in my treeI sing like the birdsMy beak is my penMy songs are my poems.”
“Anything seems possible at night when the rest of the world has gone to sleep.”
“A school for the writing of nonsense and the pursuit of extraordinary activities.”
“Look at all the life in this," she said. "Every pip could become a tree, and every tree could bear another hundred fruits and every fruit could bear another hundred trees. And so on to infinity."I ...”
“Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you to see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?"I said nothing."What colour's a blackbird?" she said."Black""Typical!”
“I dont want to be little again. But at the same time I do. I want to be me like I was then, and me as I am now, and me like Ill be in the future. I want to be me and nothing but me. I want to be cr...”
“Books. They are lined up on shelves or stacked on a table. There they are wrapped up in their jackets, lines of neat print on nicely bound pages. They look like such orderly, static things. Then yo...”
“I thought how you can never tell just by looking at them what they were thinking or what was happening In their lives. Even when you got daft people or drunk people on buses, people that went on st...”
“And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do!”
“There's light and joy, but there's also darkness all around and we can be lost in it.”
“Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.”
“They climbed the wide stairways. Their footsteps echoed and echoed through the house. "What on earth will you be doing with something so large?" said Mum."I shall live in it with my servants, of co...”
“Everybody's got the seam of goodness in them, Kit," said Grandpa. "Just a matter of whether it can be found and brought out into the light.”
“The beauties of the North seemed to be intensified by the loss we had experienced there, and they drew us back to them.”
“We stand dead still and we listen to the night. The city drones. An owl hoots and a cat howls and a dog barks and a siren wails.We let the stars shine into us.”
“We come to a lamp beside the pathway, and suddenly we stop walking, and we start to dance, and we glitter in the shafts of light, like stars, like flies, like flakes of dust.”
“Weird how I can feel so frail and tiny sometimes, and other times so brave and bold and reckless and free, and . . . Does everybody feel the same? When people get grown-up, do they always feel grow...”
“And I've been thinking: if the human race manages to destroy itself, as it often seems to want to do, or if some great disaster comes, as it did for the dinosaurs, then the birds will still manage ...”
“It's called evolution. You must know that. Yes, we are.'She looked up from her book.'I would hope, though,' she went on, 'that we also have some rather more beautiful ancestors. Don't you?' --Mina”
