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1c5a9b6	Books. They are lined up on shelves or stacked on a table. There they are wrapped up in their jackets, lines of neat print on nicely bound pages. They look like such orderly, static things. Then you, the reader come along. You open the book jacket, and it can be like opening the gates to an unknown city, or opening the lid of a treasure chest. You read the first word and you're off on a journey of exploration and discovery.	covers discovery books inspirational adventure advice book readers reader	David Almond
dc74dad	I don't want to be little again. But at the same time I do. I want to be me like I was then, and me as I am now, and me like I'll be in the future. I want to be me and nothing but me. I want to be crazy as the moon, wild as the wind and still as the earth. I want to be every single thing it's possible to be. I'm growing and I don't know how to grow. I'm living but I haven't started living yet. Sometimes I simply disappear from myself. Somet..	existence life growing-up	David Almond
c126e5f	What are you?" I whispered. He shrugged again. "Something," he said. "Something like you, something like a beast, something like a bird, something like an angel." He laughed. "Something like that."		David Almond
f1da8aa	Anything seems possible at night when the rest of the world has gone to sleep.	sleep imagination night	David Almond
15a7bd9	Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.		David Almond
1d8e435	They say that shoulder blades are where your wings were, when you were an angel," she said. "They say they're where your wings will grow again one day."		David Almond
644fac0	Writing will be like a journey, every word a footstep that takes me further into undiscovered land.		David Almond
3cd0d84	Sometimes we just have to accept there are things we can't know. Why is your sister ill? Why did my father die?...Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can't. we have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.		David Almond
b4b686a	There's light and joy, but there's also darkness all around and we can be lost in it.	joy kit-s-wilderness david-almond evil	David Almond
7c0f8a8	Maybe we're all in somebody's dream. Maybe everything's a dream, and nothing else.		David Almond
fee258e	And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do!	words writing	David Almond
f30eefc	Everybody's got the seam of goodness in them, Kit," said Grandpa. "Just a matter of whether it can be found and brought out into the light."	light goodness kit-s-wilderness seam	David Almond
6dadc80	I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.	writing	David Almond
1fca463	Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can't. We have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.		David Almond
8b82257	The dead are often known to eat 27 and 53		David Almond
748b88a	I thought how you can never tell just by looking at them what they were thinking or what was happening In their lives. Even when you got daft people or drunk people on buses, people that went on stupid and shouted rubbish or tried to tell you all about themselves, you could never really tell about them either... I knew if somebody looked at me, they'd know nothing about me, either.	family friendship love inspirational judgement	David Almond
85e00f0	Yes. But sad's alright. Sad's just apart of everything		David Almond
88f9d5d	Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you to see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?" I said nothing. "What colour's a blackbird?" she said. "Black" "Typical!"	nature noticing drawing colour observation	David Almond
652f20f	Look at all the life in this," she said. "Every pip could become a tree, and every tree could bear another hundred fruits and every fruit could bear another hundred trees. And so on to infinity." I picked the picks from my tongue with my fingers. "Just imagine," she said. "If every seed grew, there'd be no room in the world for anything but pomegranate trees." --	nature life pomegranate possibility infinite fruit	David Almond
0da5fc9	Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?	looking-closer	David Almond
06f207f	Can love help a person to get better?' I asked.		David Almond
a44189e	What is is?' 'I don't know. I don't even know if it's true or if it's a dream.' 'That's alright. Truth and Dreams are always getting muddled.	truth	David Almond
484ca61	This is our world. Aye, there's more than enough of darkness in it. But over everything there's all this joy, Kit. There's all this lovely, lovely light.		David Almond
d185b1d	I said, 'Do you know what shoulder blades are for?' She giggled. 'Do you not even know that?' she said.		David Almond
cfe0a96	Then what shall I write? I can't just write that this happened then this happened then this happened to boring infinitum. I'll let my journal grow just like the mind does, just like a tree or beast does, just like life does. Why should a book tell a tale in a dull straight line? Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.		David Almond
8334b4b	We stand dead still and we listen to the night. The city drones. An owl hoots and a cat howls and a dog barks and a siren wails. We let the stars shine into us.		David Almond
3ff4640	Sometimes children must be left alone to be still and silent, and to do.		David Almond
61e4c45	We come to a lamp beside the pathway, and suddenly we stop walking, and we start to dance, and we glitter in the shafts of light, like stars, like flies, like flakes of dust.		David Almond
f48d4df	She told us about the goddess called Persephone, who was forced to spend half a year in the darkness deep underground. Winter happened when she was trapped inside the earth. The days shrank, they became cold and short and dark. Living things hid themselves away. Spring came when she was released and made her slow way up to the world again. The world became brighter and bolder in order to welcome her back. It began to be filled with warmth a..	myth seasons winter nature life spring return persephone	David Almond
6782ebe	This might be heaven! We might be living in heaven right now! And we might be the angels!		David Almond
7c7a9c0	Some say that you should turn your face from the light of the moon. They say it makes you mad. I turn my face towards it and I laugh. Make me mad, I whisper. Go on, make Mina mad. I laugh again. Some people think that she's already mad, I think.	madness moon nonconformity weirdness moonlight	David Almond
13a85cd	Look at the earth and you think it's solid," he said. "But look deeper and you'll see it's riddled with tunnels. A warren. A labyrinth."		David Almond
115715b	It happened so long ago I can't even be sure it happened as I say it did. Stories change in the telling, memory makes up as much as it knows. We were very small. The things we saw were all mixed up with the things we dreamed and the things we were scared of.	david-almond	David Almond

1c5a9b6

Books. They are lined up on shelves or stacked on a table. There they are wrapped up in their jackets, lines of neat print on nicely bound pages. They look like such orderly, static things. Then you, the reader come along. You open the book jacket, and it can be like opening the gates to an unknown city, or opening the lid of a treasure chest. You read the first word and you're off on a journey of exploration and discovery.

covers discovery books inspirational adventure advice book readers reader

David Almond

dc74dad

I don't want to be little again. But at the same time I do. I want to be me like I was then, and me as I am now, and me like I'll be in the future. I want to be me and nothing but me. I want to be crazy as the moon, wild as the wind and still as the earth. I want to be every single thing it's possible to be. I'm growing and I don't know how to grow. I'm living but I haven't started living yet. Sometimes I simply disappear from myself. Somet..

existence life growing-up

David Almond

c126e5f

What are you?" I whispered. He shrugged again. "Something," he said. "Something like you, something like a beast, something like a bird, something like an angel." He laughed. "Something like that."

David Almond

f1da8aa

Anything seems possible at night when the rest of the world has gone to sleep.

sleep imagination night

David Almond

15a7bd9

Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.

David Almond

1d8e435

They say that shoulder blades are where your wings were, when you were an angel," she said. "They say they're where your wings will grow again one day."

David Almond

644fac0

Writing will be like a journey, every word a footstep that takes me further into undiscovered land.

David Almond

3cd0d84

Sometimes we just have to accept there are things we can't know. Why is your sister ill? Why did my father die?...Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can't. we have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.

David Almond

b4b686a

There's light and joy, but there's also darkness all around and we can be lost in it.

joy kit-s-wilderness david-almond evil

David Almond

7c0f8a8

Maybe we're all in somebody's dream. Maybe everything's a dream, and nothing else.

David Almond

fee258e

And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do!

words writing

David Almond

f30eefc

Everybody's got the seam of goodness in them, Kit," said Grandpa. "Just a matter of whether it can be found and brought out into the light."

light goodness kit-s-wilderness seam

David Almond

6dadc80

I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.

writing

David Almond

1fca463

Sometimes we think we should be able to know everything. But we can't. We have to allow ourselves to see what there is to see, and we have to imagine.

David Almond

8b82257

The dead are often known to eat 27 and 53

David Almond

748b88a

I thought how you can never tell just by looking at them what they were thinking or what was happening In their lives. Even when you got daft people or drunk people on buses, people that went on stupid and shouted rubbish or tried to tell you all about themselves, you could never really tell about them either... I knew if somebody looked at me, they'd know nothing about me, either.

family friendship love inspirational judgement

David Almond

85e00f0

Yes. But sad's alright. Sad's just apart of everything

David Almond

88f9d5d

Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you to see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?" I said nothing. "What colour's a blackbird?" she said. "Black" "Typical!"

nature noticing drawing colour observation

David Almond

652f20f

Look at all the life in this," she said. "Every pip could become a tree, and every tree could bear another hundred fruits and every fruit could bear another hundred trees. And so on to infinity." I picked the picks from my tongue with my fingers. "Just imagine," she said. "If every seed grew, there'd be no room in the world for anything but pomegranate trees." --

nature life pomegranate possibility infinite fruit

David Almond

0da5fc9

Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?

looking-closer

David Almond

06f207f

Can love help a person to get better?' I asked.

David Almond

a44189e

What is is?' 'I don't know. I don't even know if it's true or if it's a dream.' 'That's alright. Truth and Dreams are always getting muddled.

truth

David Almond

484ca61

This is our world. Aye, there's more than enough of darkness in it. But over everything there's all this joy, Kit. There's all this lovely, lovely light.

David Almond

d185b1d

I said, 'Do you know what shoulder blades are for?' She giggled. 'Do you not even know that?' she said.

David Almond

cfe0a96

Then what shall I write? I can't just write that this happened then this happened then this happened to boring infinitum. I'll let my journal grow just like the mind does, just like a tree or beast does, just like life does. Why should a book tell a tale in a dull straight line? Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.

David Almond

8334b4b

We stand dead still and we listen to the night. The city drones. An owl hoots and a cat howls and a dog barks and a siren wails. We let the stars shine into us.

David Almond

3ff4640

Sometimes children must be left alone to be still and silent, and to do.

David Almond

61e4c45

We come to a lamp beside the pathway, and suddenly we stop walking, and we start to dance, and we glitter in the shafts of light, like stars, like flies, like flakes of dust.

David Almond

f48d4df

She told us about the goddess called Persephone, who was forced to spend half a year in the darkness deep underground. Winter happened when she was trapped inside the earth. The days shrank, they became cold and short and dark. Living things hid themselves away. Spring came when she was released and made her slow way up to the world again. The world became brighter and bolder in order to welcome her back. It began to be filled with warmth a..

myth seasons winter nature life spring return persephone

David Almond

6782ebe

This might be heaven! We might be living in heaven right now! And we might be the angels!

David Almond

7c7a9c0

Some say that you should turn your face from the light of the moon. They say it makes you mad. I turn my face towards it and I laugh. Make me mad, I whisper. Go on, make Mina mad. I laugh again. Some people think that she's already mad, I think.

madness moon nonconformity weirdness moonlight

David Almond

13a85cd

Look at the earth and you think it's solid," he said. "But look deeper and you'll see it's riddled with tunnels. A warren. A labyrinth."

David Almond

115715b

It happened so long ago I can't even be sure it happened as I say it did. Stories change in the telling, memory makes up as much as it knows. We were very small. The things we saw were all mixed up with the things we dreamed and the things we were scared of.

david-almond

David Almond