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Monday, June 26, 2006

To Lucy Barfield

My dear Lucy,

I wrote this story for you, but when I began it I had not realized that girls grow quicker than books. As a result you are already too old for fairy tales, and by the time it is printed and bound you will be older still. But some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again. You can then take it down from some upper shelf, dust it, and tell me what you think of it. I shall probably be too deaf to hear, and too old to understand, a word you say, but I shall still be

your affectionate Godfather,
C. S. Lewis


Não sei, achei giro... Acho que voltei (se é que algum dia saí) ao mundo dos contos de fadas...

4 comments:

xary said...

parte de nós nunca desliga desse mundo de fantasia. em certas alturas necessitamos desse refúgio, de uma mão imaginária (?) que nos oferece um carinho especial.

e quanto às palavras de C.S.Lewis, estão amorosas, perfeitas. now that is writing :)

beijo grande*

marina said...

so sweet...mesmo fofo...os contos de fadas nunca nos abandonam...somos eternas almas sonhadoras. até mesmo na velhice :)

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sancie said...

Yeah, we keep getting back, don't we?

Children, the lot of us :D


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Tati said...

sweet little piece of writing...Fairy Tales...do they ever leave our imagination?