Often the adult book is not for you, not yet, or will only be for you when you're ready. But sometimes you will read it anyway, and you will take from it whatever you can. Then, perhaps, you will come back to it when you're older, and you will find the book has changed because you have changed as well, and the book is wiser, or more foolish, because you are wiser or more foolish than you were as a child.

You see with your eyes. This means you can be misled by charm, by outward appearance. By webs of glamour, by surface pretences. I do not see with my eyes. I see good and I see evil. Nothing else.

There are some as are what they are. And there are some as aren't what they seem to be. And there are some as only seem to be what they seem to be.

When I was a child, adults would tell me not to make things up, warning me of what would happen if I did. As far as I can tell so far, it seems to involve lots of foreign travel and not having to get up too early in the morning.

For me, closing libraries is the equivalent of eating your seed corn to save a little money.

For some, it was easier to take the leap from the leafless tree and dance on nothing until dancing was done.

He was alone in the darkness once more, but the darkness became brighter and brighter until it was burning like the sun.