You canna expect to be baith grand and comfortable.

You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was made from his funny bone.

His lordship may compel us to be equal upstairs, but there will never be equality in the servants' hall.

Pan, who and what art thou?" he cried huskily. "I'm youth, I'm joy," Peter answered at a venture, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.

The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

It is very well to be able to write a book, but can you waggle your ears?