I'm wondering what to read next.

I shall never have a bath again," I said. "Just dont have one too often," my grandmother said. "Once a month is quite enough for a sensible child." It was at times like these that I loved my grandmother more than ever.

There is something about very cold weather that gives one an enormous appetite. Most of us find ourselves beginning to crave rich steaming stews and hot apple pies and all kinds of delicious warming dishes; and because we are all a great deal luckier than we realize, we usually get what we want—or near enough.

Life is more fun if you play games.

The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives.

Of course not. You can't have a family hanging over you like a bunch of old dead goats. No offense.

There is no place I know that compares to pure imagination.