It would have made a nice painting, were someone to choose something as lowly as that to study. Another story, a story written in oils rather than one painted on porcelain. But to be most effective, the faces of the children would need to be painted in a blur, the way all children's faces truly are. For they blur as they run; they blur as they grow and change so fast; and they blur to keep us from loving them too deeply, for their protection, and also for ours.
Gregory MaguireA little bird told me," said the Lion.
Gregory MaguireLight will blind us in time, but what we learn in the dark can see us through.
Gregory MaguireMots clés truthful-in-every-way
To read, even in the half-dark, is also to call the lost forward.
Gregory Maguire[after discussion about what evil is, a question asked to Elphaba on why she killed Madame Morrible]
"Why did you do it?" asked the hostess with spirit.
The Witch shrugged. "For fun? Maybe evil is an art form.
Mots clés wicked
We only have babies when we're young enough not to know how grim life turns out.
Gregory MaguireMots clés life wicked mother pregnancy melena
Maybe that's what growing up means, in the end - you go far enough in the direction of - somewhere - and you realise that you've neutered the capacity of the term home to mean anything. [...] We don't get an endless number of orbits away from the place where meaning first arises, that treasure-house of first experiences. What we learn, instead, is that our adventures secure us in our isolation. Experience revokes our licence to return to simpler times. Sooner or later, there's no place remotely like home.
Gregory MaguireMots clés growing-up home isolation
It appears history is going to keep happening, despite our hopes for retirement.
Gregory MaguireMots clés politics history retirement
I believe in the floor. I put it in place and I walk on it. Faith is a floor. If you don't work at making it for yourself, you have nothing to walk on.
Gregory MaguireBrrr, who had never admired books particularly...didn't remember that a mere book might reek of sex, possibility, fecundity. Yet a book has a ripe furrow and a yielding spine, he thought, and the nuances to be teased from its pages are nearly infinite in their variety and coquettish appeal. And what new life can emerge from a book. Any book, maybe.
Gregory MaguireMots clés books
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