I Do So Hate Finishing Books. I

For Quiet, Solitary And Observant Children Create Their Own World And Live In It, Nourishing Their Imaginations On The Material At Hand.

Then Mrs. Tiggy-winkle Made Tea - A Cup For Herself And A Cup For Lucie. They Sat Before The Fire On A Bench And Looked Sideways At One Another. Mrs. Tiggy-winkle's Hand, Holding The Tea-cup, Was Very Very Brown, And Very Very Wrinkly With The Soap-suds; And All Through Her Gown And Her Cap, There Were Hairpins Sticking Wrong End Out; So That Lucie Didn't Like To Sit Too Near Her.

I Think Prejudice And Tradition Count For Three-quarters In Matters Of Religion.

I Hold That A Strongly Marked Personality Can Influence Descendants For Generations.

Thank God I Have The Seeing Eye, That Is To Say, As I Lie In Bed I Can Walk Step By Step On The Fells And Rough Land Seeing Every Stone And Flower And Patch Of Bog And Cotton Pass Where My Old Legs Will Never Take Me Again.