there seem to be times of reception and times of creation and it is perhaps difficult not to confuse the two.

A child's own story is a dream, but a good story is a dream that is true for more than one child.

When the groundhog casts his shadow And the small birds sing And the pussywillows happen And the sun shines warm And when the peepers peep Then it is Spring

A good picture book can almost be whistled. ... All have their own melodies behind the storytelling.

nights and days came and passed and summer and winter and the sun and the wind and the rain. and it was good to be a little island a part of the world and a world of its own all surrounded by the bright blue sea.

In the great green room, there was a telephone And a red balloon And a picture of a cat jumping over the moon.

Once there was a little bunny who wanted to run away. So he said to his mother, "I am running away". "If you run away", said his mother, "I will run after you. For you are my little bunny".