Our Life Is A Book To Which

Love Is Not Blind; It Is An Extra Eye, Which Shows Us What Is Most Worthy Of Regard.

Because You See When A New Baby Laughs For The First Time A New Fairy Is Born, And As There Are Always New Babies There Are Always New Fairies. They Live In Nests On The Tops Of Trees; And The Mauve Ones Are Boys And The White Ones Are Girls, And The Blue Ones Are Just Little Sillies Who Are Not Sure What They Are.

All The World Is Made Of Faith, And Trust, And Pixie Dust.

Build A House?" Exclaimed John. "for The Wendy," Said Curly. "for Wendy?" John Said, Aghast. "why, She Is Only A Girl!" "that," Explained Curly, "is Why We Are Her Servants.

I Am Not Young Enough To Know Everything.