Had I not had children of my own, I would have never written books for children, nor would I have been capable of doing so.
You seemed so far away," Miss Honey whispered, awestruck. "Oh, I was. I was flying past the stars on silver wings," Matilda said. "It was wonderful.
But it is impossible to replace a person one has loved to distraction.
I'm wondering what to read next." Matilda said. "I've finished all the children's books.
We all have our moments of brilliance and glory, and this was mine.
There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination. Living there, you'll be free if you truly wish to be.