When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.
Once you are real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always. - Margery Williams
Once you are real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.
- Margery Williams
Real isn't how you are made. It's a thing that happens to you. Sometimes it hurts, but when you are Real you don't mind being hurt. It doesn't happen… - Margery Williams
Real isn't how you are made. It's a thing that happens to you. Sometimes it hurts, but when you are Real you don't mind being hurt. It doesn't happen…
Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play … - Margery Williams
Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play …
Real isn't how you are made... It's a thing that happens to you. - Margery Williams
Real isn't how you are made... It's a thing that happens to you.
When you are Real you don't mind being hurt. - Margery Williams
When you are Real you don't mind being hurt.
He didn't mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn't matter. - Margery Williams
He didn't mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn't matter.
When you are Real, shabbiness doesn't matter. - Margery Williams
When you are Real, shabbiness doesn't matter.
Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard that he loved all his whiskers… - Margery Williams
Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard that he loved all his whiskers…
Of what use was it to be loved and lose one's beauty and become Real if it all ended like this? And a tear, a real tear, trickled down his little sha… - Margery Williams
Of what use was it to be loved and lose one's beauty and become Real if it all ended like this? And a tear, a real tear, trickled down his little sha…
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