I Taught You To Fight And To

A Moment After The Fairy's Entrance The Window Was Blown Open By The Breathing Of The Little Stars, And Peter Dropped In.

God Gave Us Memory So That We Might Have Roses In December.

Second Star To The Right And Straight On 'til Morning.

I Know, I Feel, That With The Introduction Of Tobacco England Woke Up From A Long Sleep. Suddenly A New Zest Had Been Given To Life. The Glory Of Existence Became A Thing To Speak Of. Men Who Had Hitherto Only Concerned Themselves With The Narrow Things Of Home Put A Pipe Into Their Mouths And Became Philosophers.

Tink Was Not All Bad: Or, Rather, She Was All Bad Just Now, But, On The Other Hand, Sometimes She Was All Good. Fairies Have To Be One Thing Or The Other, Because Being So Small They Unfortunately Have Room For One Feeling Only At A Time. They Are, However, Allowed To Change, Only It Must Be A Complete Change.