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In The Beginning Of The Book, The Miraculous Journey Of Edward Tulane, Edward Is More Enamored Of Himself Than He Is Of Anybody Else. He's A Very Fine Rabbit; He's Been Constructed Incredibly Well, And He Has A Wardrobe Of Amazing Clothing. He's Arrogant, And He Doesn't Care Whether Abilene Loves Him Or Not. As The Journey Progresses, As He Gets Passed From Hand To Hand, He Learns What It Means To Love. He Gets More And More Bedraggled, And His Clothing Is Lost; Yet He Becomes Finer In Soul And Heart Than He Was At The Beginning Of The Journey.

Hands Down, The Biggest Thrill Is To Get A Letter From A Kid Saying, I Loved Your Book. Will You Write Me Another One?

Once Upon A Time," He Said Out Loud To The Darkness. He Said These Words Because They Were The Best, The Most Powerful Words That He Knew And Just The Saying Of Them Comforted Him.

We Appreciate The Complicated And Wonderful Gifts You Give Us In Each Other. And We Appreciate The Task You Put Down Before Us, Of Loving Each Other The Best We Can, Even As You Love Us.

But, Reader, There Is No Comfort In The Word "farewell," Even If You Say It In French. "farewell" Is A Word That,in Any Language, Is Full Of Sorrow. It Is A Word That Promises Absolutely Nothing.