I believe that dreams - day dreams, you know, with your eyes wide open and your brain machinery whizzing - are likely to lead to the betterment of the world.

Everything has to come to an end, sometime.

He brought toys to the children because they were little and helpless, and because he loved them.

Mortals seldom know how greatly they are influenced by fairies, knooks and ryls, who often put thoughts into their heads that only the wise little immortals could have conceived.

No, indeed; I don't know anything. You see, I am stuffed, so I have no brains at all.

People would rather live in homes regardless of its grayness. There is no place like home.

Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.