I hate being good. -Mary Poppins

There are worlds beyond worlds and times beyond times, all of them true, all of them real, and all of them (as children know) penetrating each other.

Tea is balm for the soul, don't you agree?

I think the idea of Mary Poppins has been blowing in and out of me, like a curtain at a window, all my life.

With the word creative we stand under a mystery. And from time to time that mystery, as if it were a sun, sends down upon one head or another, a sudden shaft of light - by grace, one feels, rather than deserving, for it always is something given, free, unsought, unexpected.

Child and serpent, star and stone — all one.

I was brought up Irish, where there was room for my own private world.