Well, First Of All," Said The Bfg,

I Shot Down Some German Planes And I Got Shot Down Myself, Crashing In A Burst Of Flames And Crawling Out, Getting Rescued By Brave Soldiers.

I Regard Each Sentence As A Little Wheel... Now And Again I Try To Put A Really Big One Next To A Very Small One In Such A Way That The Big One, Turning Slowly, Will Make The Small One Spin So Fast That It Hums. Very Tricky, That.

I Was Already Beginning To Realize That The Only Way To Conduct Oneself In A Situation Where Bombs Rained Down And Bullets Whizzed Past, Was To Accept The Dangers And All The Consequences As Calmly As Possible. Fretting And Sweating About It All Was Not Going To Help.

Nobody Gets A Nervous Breakdown Or A Heart Attack From Selling Kerosene To Gentle Country Folk From The Back Of A Tanker In Somerset.

I Began To Realize How Important It Was To Be An Enthusiast In Life. He Taught Me That If You Are Interested In Something, No Matter What It Is, Go At It At Full Speed Ahead. Embrace It With Both Arms, Hug It, Love It And Above All Become Passionate About It. Lukewarm Is No Good. Hot Is No Good Either. White Hot And Passionate Is The Only Thing To Be