Besides, it is wrong to be angry with people for not being so clever as you are yourself. It is not always their faults.
Aunt Emily says grown-ups never really like playing. They do it to please us.They little know, Gerald answered, how often we do it to please them.
Robert rushed to the gravel-pit, found the Psammead, and presently wished for— But that, too, is another story.
London is like prison for children, especially if their relations are not rich.Of course there are the shops and the theatres, and Maskelyne and Cook's, and things, but if your people are rather poor...
It has been said that all roads lead to Rome; this may be true, but at any rate, in early youth I am quite sure that many roads lead to BED, and stop there–or YOU do.
If you're lucky enough to be different, don't you ever changed - Taylor Swift
Don't you think it's rather nice to think that we're in a book that God's writing? If I were writing the book, I might make mistakes. But God knows how to make the story end just right—in the way that...
Also she had the power of silent sympathy. That sounds rather dull, I know, but it's not so dull as it sounds. It just means that a person is able to know that you are unhappy, and to love you extra o...
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Yes, said the King sadly, I fear there’s no doubt about it. Your maid has turned into an Automatic Nagging Machine.
Well, you're to stay here and be my little boy till we find out where father is. We shall let the police know. They're sure to find him. The pleece! Dickie cried in horror. Why, father, 'e ain't done...
The 9.15 up was called the Green Dragon. The 10.7 down was the Worm of Wantley. The midnight town express, whose shrieking rush they sometimes woke from their dreams to hear, was the Fearsome Fly-by-n...
Pastries! We shall have people talking of grouses next, and deers and snipes.
Our darling Roberta,No sorrow shall hurt herIf we can prevent itHer whole life long.Her birthday's our fete day,We'll make it our great day,And give her our presentsAnd sing her our song.May pleasures...
One day Peter was going down to the village to get buns to celebrate the sensibleness of the Editor of the Children's Globe, when he met the Station Master. Peter felt very uncomfortable, for he had n...
I think everyone in the world is friends if you can only get them to see you don't want to be un-friends.
Girls are just as clever as boys, and don't you forget it!
Don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies, the red-headed Ruth replied. You'll know soon enough. Late
And that, my dear children, is the moral of this chapter. I did not mean it to have a moral, but morals are nasty forward beings, and will keep putting in their oars where they are not wanted. And sin...
Laburnum.