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
based books created favorite hindu lord monkey myth wherever
'Friend Monkey' is really my favorite of all my books because the Hindu myth on which it is based is my favorite - the myth of the Monkey Lord who loved so much that he created chaos wherever he went.
lies
Sorrow lies like a heartbeat behind everything I have written.
along beloved bit brought died elderly favorite life man
My father died when I was 7. I was his favorite child, and he was my beloved father. I brought him along with me all through my life. Every elderly man has a bit of my father in him for me.
curtain life
I think the idea of 'Mary Poppins' has been blowing in and out of me, like a curtain at a window, all my life.
bearer glad
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.
children real world
There are worlds beyond worlds and times beyond times, all of them true, all of them real, and all of them (as children know) penetrating each other.
stars children stones
Child and serpent, star and stone — all one.
life hero feet
Could it be ... that the hero is one who is willing to set out, take the first step, shoulder something? Perhaps the hero is one who puts his foot upon a path not knowing what he may expect from life but in some way feeling in his bones that life expects something of him.
stars gold want
What I want to know is this: Are the stars gold paper or is the gold paper stars?
creativity light creative
With the word creative we stand under a mystery. And from time to time that mystery, as if it were a sun, sends down upon one head or another, a sudden shaft of light - by grace, one feels, rather than deserving, for it always is something given, free, unsought, unexpected.
treasure convinced
More and more I’ve become convinced that the great treasure to possess is the unknown.
hero blood names
The Irish, as a race, have the oral tradition in their blood. A direct question to them is an anathema, but in other cases, a mere syllable of a hero's name will elicit whole chapters of stories.
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 .