"But she could love Charles Wallace.... She could stand there and she could love Charles Wallace."If the act of standing there and loving someone has salvific virtue, I do more good in this world than I think I do.
Currently Re-reading: A Wrinkle in Time
For a book I've read and worshiped as many times as I have Madeleine L'Engle's little magnum opus, a review seems a bit superfluous. What could I say? A few psychedelic and/or sentimentally spiritual elements of the tale haven't held up well to fifty years' aging; overall, however, I prefer not to criticize. Simple and childlike the climactic scene may be, but I still cry over it. I adore this story with all my bookish heart.