Boy, Why Are You Crying?

See," He Said, "the Arrow Struck Against This. It Is The Kiss I Gave Her. It Has Saved Her Life.

Growing Up Is Such A Barbarous Business, Full Of Inconvenience... And Pimples.

No, No," Mr. Darling Always Said, "i Am Responsible For It All. I, George Darling, Did It. Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa." He Had Had A Classical Education.

All Great Writers Begin With A Good Leather Binding And A Respectable Title.

Girls Are Much Too Clever To Fall Out Of Their Prams