I never read prefaces, and it is not much good writing things just for people to skip. I wonder other authors have never thought of this.

I think everyone in the world is friends if you can only get them to see you don't want to be un-friends.

It is all very wonderful and mysterious, as all life is apt to be if you go a little below the crust, and are not content just to read newspapers and go by the Tube Railway, and buy your clothes ready-made, and think nothing can be true unless it is uninteresting.

I never read prefaces, and it is not much good writing things just for people to skip. I wonder other authors have never thought of this.

There are brown eyes in the world, after all, as well as blue, and one pair of brown that meant heaven to me as the blue had never done

A red, red rose, all wet with dew, With leaves of green by red shot through.

Then suddenly Jack was a changed boy. Something wonderful had happened to him, and it had made him different. It sometimes happened to people that they see or hear something quite wonderful and then they are never altogether the same again.