Nonsense Wakes Up The Brain Cells. And

And The Grinch, With His Grinch-feet Ice Cold In The Snow, Stood Puzzling And Puzzling, How Could It Be So? It Came Without Ribbons. It Came Without Tags. It Came Without Packages, Boxes Or Bags. And He Puzzled And Puzzled 'till His Puzzler Was Sore. Then The Grinch Thought Of Something He Hadn't Before. What If Christmas, He Thought, Doesn't Come From A Store. What If Christmas, Perhaps, Means A Little Bit More.

I Meant What I Said And I Said What I Meant.

This Book Is To Be Read In Bed.

Remember Me And Smile, For It's Better To Forget Than To Remember Me And Cry.

Onward Up Many A Frightening Creek, Though Your Arms May Get Sore And Your Sneakers May Leak. Oh! The Places You'll Go!