“What is REAL?” asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by
side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. “Does
it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?”
“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 with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.”
“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.
“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When
you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”
–From The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams
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leafless said:
Wait, are imaginary friends real?
October 12, 2008 @ 4:06 pm
Peter Atkinson said:
That’s a precious book. Glad to see it up here.
October 12, 2008 @ 5:14 pm
Jenn said:
This story is so beautiful. Thank you for reminding me!
October 14, 2008 @ 7:49 am