Might I," Quavered Mary, "might I Have

One Marvel Of A Day He Had Walked So Far That When He Returned The Moon Was High And Full And All The World Was Purple Shadow And Silver.

Perhaps I Have Not Really A Good Temper At All, But If You Have Everything You Want And Everyone Is Kind To You, How Can You Help But Be Good-tempered? Perhaps I'm A Hideous Child, And No One Will Ever Know, Just Because I Never Have Any Trials.

Much More Surprising Things Can Happen To Anyone Who, When A Disagreeable Or Discouraged Thought Comes Into His Mind, Just Has The Sense To Remember In Time And Push It Out By Putting In An Agreeable, Determinedly Courageous One. Two Things Cannot Be In One Place.

It's So Different To Be A Sparrow. But Nobody Asked This Rat If He Wanted To Be A Rat When He Was Made. Nobody Said, 'wouldn't You Rather Be A Sparrow?

Sometimes Since I've Been In The Garden I've Looked Up Through The Trees At The Sky And I Have Had A Strange Feeling Of Being Happy As If Something Was Pushing And Drawing In My Chest And Making Me Breathe Fast. Magic Is Always Pushing And Drawing And Making Things Out Of Nothing. Everything Is Made Out Of Magic, Leaves And Trees, Flowers And Birds, Badgers And Foxes And Squirrels And People. So It Must Be All Around Us. In This Garden - In All The Places.