For A While She Considered Being Ill,

The Hemulen Woke Up Slowly And Recognised Himself And Wished He Had Been Someone He Didn't Know.

I Don't Want To Hear About Them Any More. I Could Vomit On The Moomintrolls.

I Want Your First Trip To Be With Me. I Want To Show You Cities And Landscapes And Teach You How To Look At Things In New Ways And How To Get Along In Places You Don't Already Know Inside Out. I Want To Put Some Life In You.

It Looks Rather Ordinary," Said The Snork. "unless You Consider That A Top Hat Is Always Somewhat Extraordinary, Of Course.

Christmas Always Rustled. It Rustled Every Time, Mysteriously, With Silver And Gold Paper, Tissue Paper And A Rich Abundance Of Shiny Paper, Decorating And Hiding Everything And Giving A Feeling Of Reckless Extravagance.