One Ought To Have The Right To

He Was The Owner Of The Moonlight On The Ground, He Fell In Love With The Most Beautiful Of The Trees, He Made Wreaths Of Leaves And Strung Them Around His Neck.

I Don't Want To Hear About Them Any More. I Could Vomit On The Moomintrolls.

I Mean, Anyone Can Let Danger Out But The Really Clever Thing Is Finding Somewhere For It To Go Afterwards.

You Can't Ever Be Really Free If You Admire Somebody Too Much.

It's Risky To Talk About One's Most Secret Dreams A Bit Too Early.