P. L. Travers
P. L. Travers
Pamela Lyndon Travers, OBEwas an Australian-born British novelist, actress, and journalist who emigrated to England and lived most of her adult life there. She is known best for the Mary Poppins series of children's books featuring the magical English nanny Mary Poppins...
NationalityAustralian
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth9 August 1899
CountryAustralia
children book men
Children's books are looked on as a sideline of literature. A special smile. They are usually thought to be associated with women. I was determined not to have this label of sentimentality put on me so I signed by my intials, hoping people wouldn't bother to wonder if the books were written by a man, woman or kangaroo.
children book maturity
You do not chop off a section of your imaginative substance and make a book specifically for children, for, if you are honest, you have no idea where childhood ends and maturity begins. It is all endless and all one .
stars moving bird
The same substance composes us--the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the bird, the beast, the star--we are all one, all moving to the same end.
life caring hug
And all the time he was enjoying his badness, hugging it to him as though it were a friend, and not caring a bit.
tree want cherries
If you want to find Cherry-Tree Lane all you have to do is ask the Policeman at the cross-roads.
ask-me asks
You can ask me anything you like about my work, but I'll never talk about myself.
rooms world my-own
I was brought up Irish, where there was room for my own private world.
fate stories accepted
Once we have accepted the story we cannot escape the story's fate.
trouble
Trouble trouble and it will trouble you.
dog men views
I've felt that if I just used initials nobody would know whether I was a man or a woman, a dog or a tiger. I could hide from view, like a bat on the underside of a branch.
children sea swim
When I was a child, love to me was what the sea is to a fish: something you swim in while you are going about the important affairs of life.
grateful thinking answers
For me there are no answers, only questions, and I am grateful that the questions go on and on. I don't look for an answer, because I don't think there is one. I'm very glad to be the bearer of a question.
soul tea agree
Tea is balm for the soul, don't you agree?
stars children moving
It may be that to eat and be eaten are the same thing in the end. My wisdom tells me that this is probably so. We are all made of the same stuff, remember, we of the Jungle, you of the City. The same substance composes us-the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the bird, the beast, the star-we are all one, all moving to the same end. Remember that when you no longer remember me, my child.