That's a sure way to tell about somebody--the way they play, or don't play, make-believe.
Madeleine L'EngleThe joys of love...last only a moment. The sorrows of love last all the life long.
Madeleine L'EngleYou have to write the book that wants to be written. And if the book will be too difficult for grown-ups, then you write it for children.
Madeleine L'EngleThe images were gone, but Calvin was there, was with her, was part of her. She had moved beyond knowing him in sensory images to that place which is beyond images. Now she was kything Calvin, not red hair, or freckles, or eager blue eyes, or the glowing smile; nor was she hearing the deep voice with the occasional treble cracking; not any of this, but - Calvin. She was with Calvin, kything with every atom of her being, returning to him all the fortitude and endurance and hope which he had given her.
Madeleine L'Engle