I mean, anyone can let Danger out but the really clever thing is finding somewhere for it to go afterwards.

I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know.

...now and then a giggling trail of mermaids appeared in our wake. We fed them oatmeal.

Gathering is peculiar, because you see nothing but what you're looking for. If you're picking raspberries, you see only what's red, and if you're looking for bones you see only the white. No matter where you go, the only thing you see is bones.

Everything's much too big here,' thought Moominmamma. 'Or perhaps I'm too small.

And all you can do is just read," she said. She raised her voice an screamed, "You just read and read and read!" Then she threw herself down on the table and wept.

Someone who eats pancakes and jam can't be so awfully dangerous. You can talk to him.