the story is not a pretty one. there is violence in it. And cruelty. But stories that are not pretty have a certain value, too, I suppose. Everything, as you well know (having lived in this world long enough to have figured out a thing or two for yourself), cannont always be sweetness and light.
Kate DiCamilloStichwörter: light violence cruelty despereaux
Are you a man or a mouse?
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There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.
Kate DiCamilloStichwörter: love separation letting-go loving leaving separating
Someone will come for you, but first you must open your heart...
Kate DiCamilloStichwörter: edward edward-tulane kate-dicamillo old-doll tulane
Magic is always impossible.... It begins with the impossible and ends with the impossible and is impossible in between. That is why it's magic.
Kate DiCamilloStichwörter: middle-grade
It is important that you say what you mean to say. Time is too short. You must speak the words that matter.
Kate DiCamilloWe must ask ourselves these questions as often as we dare. How will the world change if we do not question it?
Kate DiCamilloThe undoing is almost always more difficult than the doing.
Kate DiCamilloStichwörter: inspirational
And he discovered, finally, the source of the honey-sweet sound.
The sound was music.
The sound was King Phillip playing his guitar and singing for his daughter, the Princess Pea, every night before she fell asleep.
Hidden in a hole in the wall of the princess's bedroom, the mouse listened with all his heart. The sound of the King's music made Despereaux's soul grow large and light inside of him.
Oh," he said, "it sounds like heaven. It smells like honey.
Despereaux looked at his father, at his grey-streaked fur and trembling whiskers and his front paws clasped together in front of his heart, and he felt suddenly as if his own heart would break in two. His father looked so small, so sad.
"Forgive me," said Lester again.
Forgiveness, reader, is, I think, something very much like hope and love - a powerful, wonderful thing.
And a ridiculous thing, too.
Isn't it ridiculous, after all, to think that a son could forgive his father for beating the drum that sent him to his death? Isn't it ridiculous to think that a mouse ever could forgive anyone for such perfidy?
But still, here are the words Despereaux Tilling spoke to his father. He said, "I forgive you, Pa."
And he said those words because he sensed it was the only way to save his own heart, to stop it from breaking in two. Despereaux, reader, spoke those words to save himself.
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