I can write, He floated up to the ceiling, and a baby rabbit came out of his pocket, grew wings, and flew away. And you will believe that it really happened. That's magic, isn't it? — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
I can write, He floated up to the ceiling, and a baby rabbit came out of his pocket, grew wings, and flew away. And… — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
“But, said Lewis, myths are lies, even though lies breathed through silver. No, said Tolkien, they are not. ...just as speech is invention about… — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
The nice thing about being a writer is that you can make magic happen without learning tricks. — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
You call a star a star, and say it is just a ball of matter moving on a mathematical course. But that is merely… — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
“And though he liked drawing trees he liked most of all to be with trees. He would climb them, lean against them, even talk… — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
“Or rather, it made him into two people. He was by nature a cheerful almost irrepressible person with a great zest for life. He… — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
“The poet was, of course, always present to assist the debater. Though the logic of Lewis's Christian apologetics may be fallible, the imagination of… — Humphrey Carpenter Copy Share Image
