Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.

There had to be dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background it's flashing glory.

And you must tell the child the legends I told you - as my mother told them to me and her mother to her. You must tell the fairy tales of the old country. You must tell of those not of the earth who live forever in the hearts of the people.

I'll not punish you for having an imagination.

Well, there's a little bit of man in every woman and a little bit of woman in every man.

In teaching your child, do not forget that suffering is good too. It makes a person rich in character.

In the future, when something comes up, you tell exactly how it happened but write down for yourself the way you think it should have happened. Tell the truth and write the story. Then you won't get mixed up. It was the best advice Francie every got.