Jonas had not heard the newchild during the night because as always, he had slept soundly. But it was not true that he had no dreams.
Again and again, as he slept, he had slid down that snow-covered hill. Always, in the dream, it seemed as if there were a destination: a someting- he could not grasp what-that lay beyond the place where the thickness of snow brought the sled to a stop.
He was left, upon awakening, with the feeling that he wanted, even somehow needed, to reach the something that waited in the distance. The feeling that it was good. that it was welcoming. That it was significant.
->처음 읽을때는 그저 꿈이라고 생각했어요. 하지만 책을 다 읽고 다시 읽을때는 이 문장이 꽤 중요하다는 것을 알게 되었습니다.-88쪽
Jonas wasn't interested, just then, in wisdom. It was the colors that fascinated him. "Why can't everyone see them? Why did colors disappear?"
The Giver shrugged. "Our people made that choice, the choice to go to Sameness. Before my time, before the previous time, back and back and back. We relinquished color when we relinquished sunshine and did away with differences." He thought for a moment. "We gained control of many things. but we had to let go of others."
"We shouldn't have!" Jonas said fiercely.-95쪽
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