"it was a star," mrs. whatsit said sadly.
"a star giving up its life in battle with the thing. it won, oh, yes, my children, it won. but it lost its life in the winning."
"itt iss eevill..."
"what is going to happen?"
"wee wwill cconnttinnue tto ffightt!"...
"and we're not alone, you know, children," came mrs. whatsit, the comforter. "...some of the best fighters have come from your own planet..."
"who have our fighters been?" calvin asked.
"oh, you must know them, dear," mrs. whatsit said. mrs. who's spectacles shone out at them triumphantly.
"and the light shineth in the darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not."
suddenly there was a great burst of light through the darkness. the light spread out and where it touched the darkness the darkness disappeared. the light spread until the patch of dark thing had vanished, and there was only a gentle shining, and through the shining came the stars, clear and pure.
l'engle, m. (1962) a wrinkle in time