Do you suppose she's a wildflower?
Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court.
And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be?
Twinkle, twinkle little bat How I wonder what you're at! Up above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky.
His answer trickled through my head like water through a sieve.
My beloved friend - one of the most unique and charming personalities of our time.