Storms Probably Exist Only Because After Them

I'm Not Sure I Would Have Ever Started To Draw, Let Alone Write, If My Childhood Hadn't Been So Happy. It Was A Mixture Of Comfort And Adventure. An Excellent Mixture!

There's No Need To Imagine That You're A Wondrous Beauty, Because That's What You Are.

Quite, Quite,' She Thought With A Little Sigh. 'it's Always Like This In Their Adventures. To Save And Be Saved. I Wish Somebody Would Write A Story Sometime About The People Who Warm Up The Heroes Afterward.

Why Are You In Such A Rush?" Sophia Asked, And Her Grandmother Answered That It Was A Good Idea To Do Things Before You Forgot That They Had To Be Done.

A Very Long Time Ago, Grandmother Had Wanted To Tell About All The Things They Did, But No One Had Bothered To Ask. And Now She Had Lost The Urge.