If you must know, I-I had never in my life kissed a young lady, and you are far too beautiful to me to want to get it wrong!

It's amazing the way one can take a step ten and a half miles long and still always land in a cowpat.

That's why I love spiders. 'If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again.

Interesting things did seem to happen, but always to somebody else.

And it's a pity too that I've no right to open your letters. I hope you don't get many, or my conscience will give me no peace.

This is the mythosphere. It's made up of all the stories, theories and beliefs, legends, myths and hopes, that are generated here on Earth. As you can see, it's constantly growing and moving as people invent new tales to tell or find new things to believe. The older strands move out to become these spirals, where things tend to become quite crude and dangerous. They've hardened off, you see.

It's just as I thought," she said. "I prefer you to every single one of these. Some of these look far too proud of themselves, and some look selfish and cruel. You are unassuming and kind. I intend to ask my father to marry me to you, instead of to the Prince in Ochinstan. Would you mind?