"I am the future ruler of this world, to say the very least. You may refer to me as Mistress Koboi for the next five minutes. After that you may refer to me as AAAAARGH, hold your throat, die screaming, and so on." -Opal Koboi, Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox.

"I'm familiar with the story of Excaliber, so I know what you're talking about. Excaliber is wonderful, a hairpin is useless, and so on. But in some cases a hairpin can be extremely useful. Now if you had said a rubber hairpin...do you get what I'm saying here?"-Mulch Diggums, Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox.

"These are binoculars, Half Moon. They only work on eyes." -Red Sharkey, Half Moon Investigations.

And now that I'm done with my funny quotes...

This is actually some paragraphs from A Wrinkle in Time, not really people talking, but I love them, so I have to put them in.

"..."Mrs. Whatsit hates you," Charles Wallace said.

And that was where IT made ITs fatal mistake, for as Meg said, automatically, "Mrs. Whatsit loves me; that's what she told me, that she loves me," suddenly she knew.

She knew!

Love.

That was what she had that IT did not have.

She had Mrs. Whatsit's love, and her father's, and her mother's, and the real Charles Wallace's love, and the twins', and Aunt Beast's.

And she had her love for them.

But how could she use it? What was she meant to do?

If she could give love to IT perhaps it would shrivel up and die, for she was sure that IT could not withstand love. But she, in all her weakness and foolishness and baseness and nothingness, was incapable of loving IT. Perhaps it was not too much to ask of her, but she could not do it.

But she could love Charles Wallace.

She could stand there and she could love Charles Wallace.

Her own Charles Wallace, the real Charles Wallace, the child for whom she had come back to Camazotz, to IT, the baby who was so much more than she was, and who was yet so utterly vulnerable.

She could love Charles Wallace.

Charles, Charles, I love you. My baby brother who always takes care of me. Come back to me, Charles Wallace, come away from IT, come back, come home, I love you, Charles. Oh, Charles Wallace, I love you.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she was unaware of them.

Now she was even able to look at him, at this animated thing that was not her own Charles Wallace at all. She was able to look and love.

I love you. Charles Wallace, you are my darling and my dear and the light of my life and the treasure of my heart. I love you. I love you. I love you.

Slowly his mouth closed. Slowly his eyes stopped their their twirling. The tic in his forehead ceased its revolting twitch. Slowly he advanced toward her.

"I love you!" she cried. "I love you, Charles! I love you!"

Then suddenly he was running, pelting, he was in her arms, he was shrieking with sobs. "Meg! Meg! Meg!"

"I love you, Charles!" she cried again, her sobs almost as loud as his, her tears mingling with his. "I love you! I love you! I love you!"

A whirl of darkness. An icy cold blast. An angry, resenful howl that seemed to tear through her. Darkness again. Through the darkness to save her came a sense of Mrs. Whatsit's presence, so that she knew it could not be IT who now had her in its clutches.

And then the feel of earth beneath her, of something in her arms, and she was rolling over on the sweet smelling autumnal earth, and Charles Wallace was crying out, "Meg! Oh, Meg!"..."

It makes me cry every time I read it. :,) So beautiful.

Andy P. C. says kegm.

Actually, since I hit preview, he says pota. Keg 'em potatoes? Is he running a potato factory?

zvwm.

baxv.

~Wolfgirl67 signing off.