He knew what he knew: that the real world was full of magic, so magical worlds could easily be real.
…from Haroun and the Sea of Stories, by one of my all-time favorite skirt-chasers, Salman Rushdie.
Whenever I’m asked to defend my opinion that the young adult publishing industry is largely a crime against humanity, my typical response is the name of this book, then Luka and the Fire of Life, after which I drop the mic and walk off with airborne middle fingers.