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“Mirrors only show us what we are. Books show us what we can be.”

― Jennifer Donnelly, Beauty and the Beast: Lost in a Book

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2022-06-25

Sometimes children’s books are the most profound:

“When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then
you become real.” ❤️

—Margery William Bianco
The Velveteen Rabbit
(🎨 first edition, William Nicholson)

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2022-06-18

“We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

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2022-06-18

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.

~ Lewis Carroll - Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

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2022-06-18

“It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.”

—E.B. White
Charlotte's Web
Illustration by Garth Williams

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2022-06-18

"The land governed by King Alf was called Alf heim, and all his offspring are related to the Elves. They were fairer than any other people save the giants."

~ The Saga of Thorstein Vikingsson features a hero who has many encounters with otherwordly beings.

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2022-06-12

To and fro we leap,
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles.
And is anxious in its sleep.
Come away! O, human child!
To the woods and waters wild,
With a fairy hand in hand,
For the world is more full of weeping than you can understand.

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2022-06-11

‘Would talk about the haunted glen,
The wicked, quaint fruit-merchant men,
Their fruits like honey to the throat
But poison in the blood’ Goblin Market, Rossetti.

here to spend the day wandering through your other worlds. Join us there.

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2022-06-11

What are illusions? Milo asked, for it was the loveliest city he'd ever seen.

Illusions, explained Alec, are like mirages. And mirages are things that aren't really there that you can see very clearly.

From
by Norton Juster


🎨 PeterMax

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2022-06-11


Queen & huntress, chaste & fair,
Now the sun is laid to sleep,
Seated in thy silver chair
State in wonted manner keep:
Hesperus entreats thy light,
Goddess excellently bright.
–Song To Diana, Roman goddess of hunting & the moon, by Ben Jonson in 1572.

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2022-06-11

“Drink up your wine,' ordered Poirot.”

― Agatha Christie, The A.B.C. Murders

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2022-06-11

"There…she had dwelt, an evil thing in spider-form…How Shelob came there, flying from ruin, no tale tells…and she served none but herself, drinking the blood of Elves and Men, bloated and grown fat with endless brooding on her feasts, weaving webs of shadow.’

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2022-06-05

"As much mud in the streets as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus...waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill"
Bleak House, Charles Dickens, 1852
🎨Benjamin Waterhouse Hawkins

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2022-06-05

"The Red Bull was the color of blood, not the springing blood of the heart but the blood that stirs under an old wound that never really healed. A terrible light poured from him.... His horns were pale as scars."
-Peter S. Beagle, "Last Unicorn"
🎨"Last Unicorn" film

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2022-06-05

“I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside.”

― Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House

🎨Christian Schloe

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2022-06-04

“The great live squid, which, they say, few whale-ships ever beheld, and returned to their ports to tell of it.” (Melville)

Once upon a time, in the waters near Bikini at new moon.

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2022-06-04

“It seemed to be a sort of monster, or symbol representing a monster...

How can this be real?” I whispered. “I mean you... you... where you come from. Your world. It is so beyond everything I’ve ever known..”

~ H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu

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There should be a place where only the things you want to happen, happen.

Maurice Sendak
Where the Wild Things Are

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2022-06-04

It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train—a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes


H.P. Lovecraft
At the Mountains of Madness

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2022-06-04