A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.

Sometimes, I get ideas from dreams. Often, my stories are based on adventures that I, or my friends, have actually lived.

Shake paws, count your claws, You steal mine, I'll borrow yours. Watch my whiskers, check both ears. Robber foxes have no fears.

I fell, you see. Trod on my abbot, Father Habit. Oh, dear! I mean.

Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.

I will not stand here to be insulted by you, hedgepig," Mangiz fumed. "Then stand somewhere else and I'll insult you there, featherbag!!

I think that others can drive a creature to naughtiness, always accusing and blaming them. After a while it must make the creature unhappy and drive him...to be naughty, because nobody expects them to be good.