Never Trust A Species That Grins All

You Can't Kill Me, I've Got A Magic... Aaaargh !

You Need To Believe In Things That Aren't True. How Else Can They Become?

His Sister Had Been Sent Down To The Village To Ask Mistress Garlick The Witch How You Stopped Spelling Recommendation.

Granddad Was Superstitious About Books. He Thought That If You Had Enough Of Them Around, Education Leaked Out, Like Radioactivity.

You Never Knew About People, Like You Never Knew How Deep A Pond Was Because All You Saw Was The Top.