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I Like Enthusiasts Of Any Kind.

Poor Earthworm,' The Ladybird Said, Whispering In James's Ear. 'he Loves To Make Everything Into A Disaster. He Hates To Be Happy. He Is Only Happy When He Is Gloomy.

The Greatest Secrets Are Always Hidden In The Most Unlikely Places.

Though My Father Was Norwegian, He Always Wrote His Diaries In Perfect English.

There Is No Place I Know That Compares To Pure Imagination.