The scribe was a strict teacher and he did not accept anything less than perfect...
Like a mother sensing the baby quickening within her, suddenly, to me, the letters were no longer hostile and unwieldly. I had command of them, with my head and with my hand...
The words struck, as clear and as pure as a bell peal on a winter morning.
— Theresa Breslin
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