Always in the dream, it seemed as if there were a destination: a something--he could not grasp what-that lay beyond the place where the thickness of snow brought the sled to a stop. He was left, upon awakening, with the feeling that he wanted, even somehow needed, to reach the something that waited in the distance. The feeling that it was good. That it was welcoming. That it was significant. But he did not know how to get there.
Lois LowryShe fell asleep, and it was a sleep as thin as the night clouds, dotted with dreams that came and went like the stars.
Lois LowryThe whole world had changed. Only the fairy tales remained the same. "And they lived happily ever after.
Lois Lowry