those who can play with words are meant to be read and reread.
"Human child," said the Lion, "Where is the boy?"
"He fell over the cliff," said Jill, and added, "Sir." She didn't know what else to call him, and it sounded cheek to call him nothing.
"How did he come to do that, Human Child?"
"He was trying to stop me from falling, Sir."
"Why were you so near the edge, Human Child?"
"I was showing off, Sir."
"That is a very good answer, Human Child. Do so no more."
C.S. Lewis, The Silver Chair (558)
“When you’re in the studio painting, there are a lot of people in there with you. Your teachers, friends, painters from history, critics…and one by one if you’re really painting, they walk out. And if you’re really painting, you walk out.”
posted by montalut @ 1:57 PM
...But Lucy will never forget her face. It did not look frightened or angry like those of the other Sea People. Lucy had liked that girl and she felt certain the girl had liked her. In that one moment they had somehow become friends. There does not seem to be much chance of their meeting again in that world or any other. But if ever they do they will rush together with their hands held out.
C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (535)
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