I Think People Make Their Own Faces,

My Work In Books, Films And Talks Lies Almost Wholly With Children, And I Have Very Little Time To Give To Grown-ups.

I Have Written, Probably, More Books For Children Than Any Other Writer, From Story-books To Plays, And Can Claim To Know More About Interesting Children Than Most.

The Secret Island Had Looked Mysterious Enough On The Night They Had Seen It Before - But Now, Swimming In The Hot June Haze, It Seemed More Enchanting Than Ever. As They Drew Near To It, And Saw The Willow Trees That Bent Over The Water-edge And Heard The Sharp Call Of Moorhens That Scuttled Off, The Children Gazed In Delight. Nothing But Trees And Birds And Little Wild Animals. Oh, What A Secret Island, All For Their Very Own, To Live On And Play On.

The Point Is Not That I Don't Recognise Bad People When I See Them — I Grant You I May Quite Well Be Taken In By Them — The Point Is That I Know A Good Person When I See One.

I Wonder Where You Got That Idea From? I Mean, The Idea That It's Feeble To Change Your Mind Once It's Made Up. That's A Wrong Idea, You Know. Make Up Your Mind About Things, By All Means - But If Something Happens To Show That You Are Wrong, Then It Is Feeble Not To Change Your Mind, Elizabeth. Only The Strongest People Have The Pluck To Change Their Minds, And Say So, If They See They Have Been Wrong In Their Ideas.