"What a long journey that will be! You'll need some nourishment." she cried handing Milo a small brown package, neatly wrapped and tied with a string. "Now remember; they're not for eating, but for listening, because you'll often be hungry for sounds as well as food. Here are street noises at night, train whistles a long way off, dry leaves burning, busy department stores, crunching toast, creaking bedsprings, and, of course, all kinds of laughter. There's a little of each, and in far-off lonely places I think you'll be glad to have them." (164)
The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster
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