Цитата из книги Земля волшебника от CatInHat
This was a double game: he was trying to save his childhood, to preserve it and trap it in amber, but to do that he was calling on things that partook of the world beyond childhood, whose touch would leave him even less innicent than he already was. What would that make him? Neither a child, nor an adult, neither innocent, not wise. Perhaps that is what a monster is.