But there's a whole world waiting, still, and there are good things in it.

The whole world had changed. Only the fairy tales remained the same. "And they lived happily ever after.

The writer after all is only half the book, the other half is the reader.

Then I went home to continue my life, which had changed a little, as lives do every day, inching by microspecks forward toward whatever surprises are coming next.

Even trained for years as they all had been in precision of language, what words could you use which would give another the experience of sunshine?

He was free to enjoy the breathless glee that overwhelmed him: the speed, the clear cold air, the total silence, the feeling of balance and excitement and peace.

I'm not terribly conversant with children's literature in general. I tend to read books for adults, being an adult.