When writing about oneself, one must strive to be truthful. Truth is more important than modesty.
What she needed was just one person, one wise and sympathetic grown-up who could help her.
What a fortunate fellow I am, I kept telling myself. Nobody has ever had such a lovely time as this!
We all have our moments of brilliance and glory, and this was mine.
Two wrongs don't make a right.
There’s no earthly way of knowing Which direction they are going! There’s no knowing where they’re rowing, Or which way the river’s flowing! Not a speck of light is showing, So the danger must be grow...
The walls were wet and sticky, and peach juice was dripping from the ceiling. James opened his mouth and caught some of it on his tongue. It tasted delicious.
Sometimes Matilda longed for a friend, someone like the kind, courageous people in her books.
Poor Earthworm,' the Ladybird said, whispering in James's ear. 'He loves to make everything into a disaster. He hates to be happy. He is only happy when he is gloomy.
Perhaps his anger was intensified because he saw her getting pleasure from something that was beyond his reach.
I've heard tell that what you imagine sometimes comes true.-Grandpa Joe
I was observing her closely as I talked, and after a while I began to get the impression that she was not, in fact, quite so merry and smiling a girl as I had been led to believe at first. She seemed...
I like enthusiasts of any kind.
I is not understanding human beans at all,’ the BFG said. ‘You is a human bean and you is saying it is grizzling and horrigust for giants to be eating human beans. Right or left?’ ‘Right,’ Sophie said...
I have found it impossible to talk to anyone about my problems. I couldn't face the embarrassment, and anyway I lack the courage. Any courage I had was knocked out of me when I was young. But now, all...
However small the chance might be of striking lucky, the chance was there.
Hooray! said the Chief of the Army. Let's blow everyone up! Bang-bang! Bang-bang!
He turned and reached behind him for the chocolate bar, then he turned back again and handed it to Charlie. Charlie grabbed it and quickly tore off the wrapper and took an enormous bite. Then he took...
Fiona has the same glacial beauty of an iceburg, but unlike the iceburg she has absolutely nothing below the surface.
Don’t argue, my dear child, please don’t argue! cried Mr. Wonka. It’s such a waste of precious time!