Perhaps Someday You Can Have One City

And Now," He Continued, Speaking To Milo, "where Were You On The Night Of July 27?" "what Does That Have To Do With It?" Asked Milo. "it's My Birthday, That's What," Said The Policeman As He Entered "forgot My Birthday" In His Little Book. "boys Always Forget Other People's Birthdays.

Would It Be Possible For Me To See Something From Up There?" Asked Milo Politely. "you Could," Said Alec, "but Only If You Try Very Hard To Look At Things As An Adult Does." Milo Tried As Hard As He Could, And, As He Did, His Feet Floated Slowly Off The Ground Until He Was Standing In The Air Next To Alex Bings. He Looked Around Very Quickly And, An Instant Later, Crashed Back Down To The Earth Again. "interesting, Wasn't It?" Asked Alex. "yes, It Was," Agreed Milo, Rubbing His Head And Dusting Himself Off, "but I Think I'll Continue To See Things As A Child. It's Not So Far To Fall.

Just Because You Have A Choice, It Doesn't Mean That Any Of Them 'has' To Be Right.

I Received A Grant From The Ford Foundation To Write A Book For Kids About Urban Perception, Or How People Experience Cities, But I Kept Putting Off Writing It. Instead I Started To Write What Became The Phantom Tollbooth

Expectations Is The Place You Must Always Go To Before You Get To Where You're Going.