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Mary Poppins (Mary Poppins, #1-4) Mary Poppins by P.L. Travers
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“What is real and what is not? Can you tell me or I you? Perhaps we shall never know more than this—that to think a thing is to make it true.”
P.L. Travers, Mary Poppins
“And here it is worth while remembering, since we are discussing Not Writing for Children, that neither the Sleeping Beauty nor Rumpelstiltzkin was really written for children. In fact, none of the fundamental fairy stories was ever written at all. They all arose spontaneously from the folk and were transmitted orally from generation to generation to unlettered listeners of all ages.”
P.L. Travers, Mary Poppins
“Nothing I had written before Mary Poppins had anything to do with children and I have always assumed, when I thought about it at all, that she had come out of the same well of nothingness (and by nothingness, I mean no-thing-ness)”
P.L. Travers, Mary Poppins
“Do you think that everything in the world is inside something else? My little Park inside the big one and the big one inside a larger one? Again and again? Away and away?” She waved her arm to take in the sky. “And to someone very far out there—do you think we would look like ants?” “Ants”
P.L. Travers, Mary Poppins
“The eternal opposites meet and kiss. The wolf and the lamb lie down together, the dove and the serpent share one nest. The stars bend down and touch the earth and the young and the old forgive each other. Night and day meet here, so do the poles. The East leans over towards the West and the circle is complete.”
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“Business.”
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“interrupted”
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“Relative!”
P.L. Travers, Mary Poppins
“Shall we, too, Mary Poppins?” he asked, blurting out the question. “Shall you, too, what?” she enquired with a sniff. “Live happily ever afterwards?” he said eagerly. A smile, half sad, half tender, played faintly round her mouth. “Perhaps,” she said, thoughtfully. “It all depends.” “What on, Mary Poppins?” “On you,” she said, quietly,”
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“very quiet and still, as though it were thinking its own thoughts, or dreaming perhaps.”
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“Every time she ate the head off one soldier, another grew up in its place, with a green military coat and a yellow busby.”
P.L. Travers, Mary Poppins
“Robertson Ay sat down on the perambulator this morning. He mistook it for an arm-chair. So it will have to be mended. Can you manage without it—and carry Annabel?” Mary Poppins opened her mouth and closed it again with a snap. “I,” she remarked tartly, “can manage anything—and more, if I choose.”
P.L. Travers, Mary Poppins