She asked where he lived. Second to the right,' said Peter, 'and then straight on till morning.

Facts were never pleasing to him. He acquired them with reluctance and got rid of them with relief. He was never on terms with them until he had stood them on their heads.

Make your feet your friend.

Do you believe in fairies? Say quick that you believe. If you believe, clap your hands!

That is ever the way. Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.

When ladies used to come to me in dreams, I said, 'Pretty mother, pretty mother.' But when at last she really came, I shot her.

Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world, which is what children are, but so attractive; and we have an entirely selfish time, and then when we have need of special attention we nobly return for it, confident that we shall be rewarded instead of smacked.