It Is Simply This: Do Not Tire,

It’s Strange,” Moominmamma Thought. “strange That People Can Be Sad, And Even Angry Because Life Is Too Easy. But That’s The Way It Is, I Suppose. The Only Thing To Do Is To Start Life Afresh.

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.

An Island Can Be Dreadful For Someone From Outside. Everything Is Complete, And Everyone Has His Obstinate, Sure And Self-sufficient Place. Within Their Shores, Everything Functions According To Rituals That Are As Hard As Rock From Repetition, And At The Same Time They Amble Through Their Days As Whimsically And Casually As If The World Ended At The Horizon.

Most Of The People Are Homesick Anyway, And A Little Lonely, And They Hide Themselves In Their Hair And Are Turned Into Flowers.

I'll Have To Calm Down A Bit. Or Else I'll Burst With Happiness