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I Go Down To My Little Hut, Where It's Tight And Dark And Warm, And Within Minutes I Can Go Back To Being Six Or Seven Or Eight Again.

I've Heard Tell That What You Imagine Sometimes Comes True. -grandpa Joe

You Mean You Live Down Here?' Matilda Asked. 'i Do', Miss Honey Replied, But She Said No More. Matilda Had Never Once Stopped To Think About Where Miss Honey Might Be Living. She Had Always Regarded Her Purely As A Teacher, A Person Who Turned Up Out Of Nowhere And Taught At School And Then Went Away Again.

Having Power Is Not Nearly As Important As What You Choose To Do With It.

Eschew All Those Beastly Adjectives.