Do you not believe that animals know grief and fear and pain? The world of men is not an easy one for them.

Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it.

My concern is how we learn to be genuine human beings.

You know how chickens are, imagining the world coming to an end one moment, then pecking corn the next.

A crown is more discomfort than adornment. If you have learned that, you have already learned much.

All that writers can do is keep trying to say what is deepest in their hearts.

Dealing with the impossible, fantasy can show us what may be really possible. If there is grief, there is the possibility of consolation; if hurt, the possibility of healing; and above all, the curative power of hope. If fantasy speaks to us as we are, it also speaks to us as we might be