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“Then suddenly, months of patience suffering gave way to anger. His heart cried out savagely to its maker, insisting upon being heard.
– If I must live –, it said – and live ad live, you cannot leave me. You cannot leave us!
– Either restore us all to life –, it said, – or teach me to die.
This was no self-pitying prayer. It was a howl of indignation, as if some creature bound hand and foot were rattling its chains. The whole house groaned, and the sighing of it was heard within the halls of heaven.”
― Mennyms Alone
– If I must live –, it said – and live ad live, you cannot leave me. You cannot leave us!
– Either restore us all to life –, it said, – or teach me to die.
This was no self-pitying prayer. It was a howl of indignation, as if some creature bound hand and foot were rattling its chains. The whole house groaned, and the sighing of it was heard within the halls of heaven.”
― Mennyms Alone
“Being Soobie, always honest to himself, he was prepared to be no less than honest to God.
– I do not know who made the part of me that thinks. I do not know who I really am or what I really am. I am never satisfied to pretend. I cannot pretend that you are listening to me. I can only give you the benefit of the doubt. And it is a massive doubt, I can tell you. I do not know whether I believe in you, and, what is worse, you might not believe in me. But I need help and there is nowhere else to turn. The flesh-and-blood people who come here have something they called faith. Please, if you are listening to a rag doll with a blue face, let the faith of those others be enough for you to help me. I must find my sister, or my mother will be the first of us to die. Dear God, I don’t even know what that means!”
― The Mennyms
– I do not know who made the part of me that thinks. I do not know who I really am or what I really am. I am never satisfied to pretend. I cannot pretend that you are listening to me. I can only give you the benefit of the doubt. And it is a massive doubt, I can tell you. I do not know whether I believe in you, and, what is worse, you might not believe in me. But I need help and there is nowhere else to turn. The flesh-and-blood people who come here have something they called faith. Please, if you are listening to a rag doll with a blue face, let the faith of those others be enough for you to help me. I must find my sister, or my mother will be the first of us to die. Dear God, I don’t even know what that means!”
― The Mennyms
“The inspector had interviewed boys before, boys from the poorest parts of town. He had the habit of not specifying "mam" or "dad" or even "parents." They were things he knew not every child possessed and so he was careful.”
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“Mes apsimetame, jog gyventume, ir gyvename, jog apsimestume”
― The Mennyms
― The Mennyms
