At Tara in this fateful hour, I place all Heaven with its power, And the sun with its brightness, And the snow with its whiteness, And the fire with all the strength it hath, And the lightning with its rapid wrath, And the winds with their swiftness along their path, And the sea with its deepness, And the rocks with their steepness, And the earth with its starkness: All these I place, By God's almighty help and grace Between myself and the powers of darkness!
Madeleine L'EngleItt iss Eevillโฆ" "What is going to happen?" "Wee wwill cconnttinnue tto ffightt!"โฆ "And weโre not alone, you know, children," came Mrs.Whatsit, the comforter. "โฆsome of the best fighters have come from your own planetโฆ" "Who have our fighters been?" Calvin asked. "Oh, you must know them, dear," Mrs.Whatsit said. Mrs.Whoโs spectacles shone out at them triumphantly. "And the light shineth in the darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.
Madeleine L'EngleAs the skipping rope hit the pavement, so did the ball. As the rope curved over the head of the jumping child, the child with the ball caught the ball. Down came the ropes. Down came the balls. Over and over again. Up. Down. All in rhythm. All identical. Like the houses. Like the paths. Like the flowers
Madeleine L'Engle