We have tears in our eyesAs we wave our goodbyes,We so loved being with you, we three.So do please now and thenCome and see us again,The Giraffe and the Pelly and me.All you do is to lookAt a page in...
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,Go throw your TV set away,And in its place you can installA lovely bookshelf on the wall.Then fill the shelves with lots of books.
Rainbow drops - suck them and you can spit in six different colours.
It was pleasant to take a hot drink up to her room and have it beside her as she sat in her silent room reading in the empty house in the afternoons. The books transported her into new worlds and intr...
If a person has ugly thoughts, it begins to show on the face. And when that person has ugly thoughts every day, every week, every year, the face gets uglier and uglier until you can hardly bear to loo...
Human beans is the only animals that is killing their own kind.
Having power is not nearly as important as what you choose to do with it.
You'll never get anywhere if you go about what-iffing like that.
What on earth were you trying to do, make yourself look handsome or something? You look like someone's grandmother gone wrong!
Titchy little snapperwhippers like you should not be higgling around with an old sage and onions who is hundreds of years more than you.
Then there was a hard brown lozenge called the Tonsil Tickler. The Tonsil Tickler tasted and smelled very strongly of chloroform. We had not the slightest doubt that these things were saturated in the...
Then suddenly, he was struck by a powerful but simple little truth, and it was this: that English grammar is governed by rules that are almost mathematical in their strictness!
The only sensible thing to do when you are attacked is, as Napoleon once said, to counter-attack.
The maid screamed.The Queen gasped.Sophie waved.
Sophie took the book out of his hand. ‘Nicholas Nickleby,’ she read aloud. ‘By Dahl’s Chickens,’ the BFG said. ‘By who?’ Sophie said.
She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.
Mr. Wonka: Don’t forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he wanted.Charlie Bucket: What happened?Mr. Wonka: He lived happily ever after.
I began to realize how simple life could be if one had a regular routine to follow with fixed hours and a fixed salary and very little original thinking to do. The life of a writer is absolute hell co...
Good day, Sir.
A stodgy parent is no fun at all. What a child wants and deserves is a parent who is SPARKY