What can we give a child when there is nothing left?

Euripedes. Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.

'A Wrinkle in Time' was almost never published. You can't name a major publisher who didn't reject it.

Darkness was and darkness was good. As with light. Light and Darkness dancing together, born together, born of each other, neither preceding, neither following, both fully being, in joyful rhythm.

Wild nights are my glory!

If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love.

wherever there's laughter, there is heaven