Monsters come in all shapes and sizes. Some of them are things people are scared of. Some of them are things that look like things people used to be scared of a long time ago. Sometimes monsters are things people should be scared of, but they aren't.

უფროსები გატკეპნილ გზაზე დადიან. ბავშვებს უცნობიბილიკები იზიდავთ. უფროსები კმაყოფილებით თელავენერთსა და იმავე სავალს, ასჯერ, თუნდაც ათასჯერ; ერთხელაცარ მოაფიქრდებათ, გვერდზე გადაუხვიონ, როდოდენდრონისბუჩქებში იშლიგინონ და ღობეებში იძრომიალონ.

Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk thesame way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs toadults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find thespaces between fences.

She was the storm, she was the lightning, she was the adult world with all its power and all its secrets and all its foolish casual cruelty.

Peas baffled me. I could not understand why grown-ups would take things that tasted so good raw, and then put them in tins, and make them revolting.

It did not matter, at that moment, that she was every monster, every witch, every nightmare made flesh. She was also an adult, and when adults fight children, adults always win.

I thought about adults. I wondered if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped in adult bodies...

Children, as I have said, use back ways and hidden paths, while adults take roads and official paths

I thought about adults. I wondered if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped in adult bodies, like children’s books hidden in the middle of dull, long adult books, the kind with no pictures or conversations.