Quotes from book

A Wrinkle in Time

“Come t'e' picciol fallo amaro morso! Dante. What grievous pain a little fault doth give thee!”

“You see, though we travel together, we travel alone.”

“Just because we don't understand doesn't mean that the explanation doesn't exist.”

“Oh child, your language is so utterly simple and limited that it has the affect of extreme complication.
-Aunt Beast”

“People are more than just the way they look.”

“If you aren't unhappy sometimes you don't know how to be happy.”

“Vitam impendre vero. (To stake one's life for the truth.)”

“Meg, don't you think you'd make a better adjustment to life if you faced facts?"
I do face facts," Meg said.
They're lots easier to face than people, I can tell you.”

“God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty.”

“Qui plussait, plus se tait. French, you know. The more a man knows, the less he talks.”

“The truth is that I hate to think about other people reading my books," Miranda said. "It's like watching someone go through the box of private stuff that I keep under my bed.”

“Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. - Mrs. Whatsit”

“Euripedes. Nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything.”

“Meg, I give you your faults."

"My faults!" Meg cried.

"Your faults."

"But I'm always trying to get rid of my faults!"

"Yes," Mrs. Whatsit said. "However, I think you'll find they'll come in very handy on Camazotz.”

“It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.”

“Silence fell between them, as tangible as the dark tree shadows that fell across their laps and that now seemed to rest upon them as heavily as though they possessed a measurable weight of their own.”

“Hate was nothing that IT didn't have. IT knew all about hate.”

“As the skipping rope hit the pavement, so did the ball. As the rope curved over the head of the jumping child, the child with the ball caught the ball. Down came the ropes. Down came the balls. Over and over again. Up. Down. All in rhythm. All identical. Like the houses. Like the paths. Like the flowers”

“Suddenly she knew. She knew! Love.”