Once I'm Given An Idea

Even If All The Clocks In The Station Break Down, Thought Hugo, Time Won't Stop. Not Even If You Really Want It To. Like Now.

If You Lose Your Purpose ... It's Like You're Broken.

Like A Mermaid Rising From An Ocean Of Paper, The Girl Emerged Across The Room.

In That Moment, The Machinery Of The World Lined Up. Somewhere A Clock Struck Midnight, And Hugo's Future Seemed To Fall Perfectly Into Place.

Ben Remembered Reading About Curators In "wonderstruck", And Thought About What Id Meant To Curate Your Own Life, As His Dad Had Done Here. What Would It Be Like To Pick And Choose The Objects And Stories That Would Go In Your Own Cabinet? How Would Ben Curate His Own Life? And Then, Thinking About His Museum Box, And His House, And His Books, And The Secret Room, He Realized He'd Already Begun Doing It. Maybe, Thought Ben, We Are All Cabinets Of Wonders.