have i gone mad? im afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usualy are.

I should like the whole race of nurses to be abolished: children should be with their mother as much as possible, in my opinion.

When the sands are all dry, he is gay as a lark, And will talk in contemptuous tones of the Shark: But, when the tide rises and sharks are around, His voice has a timid and tremulous sound.

We are but older children, dear, Who fret to find our bedtime near.

And thus they give the time, that Nature meant for peaceful sleep and meditative snores, to ceaseless din and mindless merriment and waste of shoes and floors.

But then, shall I never get any older than I am now? That'll be a comfort, one way -- never to be an old woman -- but then -- always to have lessons to learn!

...those serpents! There's no pleasing them!