Never Thee Stop Believin' In Th' Big

The Truth Is That When One Is Still A Child-or Even If One Is Grown Up- And Has Been Well Fed, And Has Slept Long And Softly And Warm; When One Has Gone To Sleep In The Midst Of A Fairy Story, And Has Wakened To Find It Real, One Cannot Be Unhappy Or Even Look As If One Were; And One Could Not, If One Tried, Keep A Glow Of Joy Out Of One's Eyes.

Death Is Always Sudden However Long One Waits.

How It Is That Animals Understand Things I Do Not Know, But It Is Certain That They Do Understand. Perhaps There Is A Language Which Is Not Made Of Words And Everything In The World Understands It. Perhaps There Is A Soul Hidden In Everything And It Can Always Speak, Without Even Making A Sound, To Another Soul.

I Shall Live Forever And Ever And Ever ' He Cried Grandly. 'i Shall Find Out Thousands And Thousands Of Things. I Shall Find Out About People And Creatures And Everything That Grows - Like Dickon - And I Shall Never Stop Making Magic. I'm Well I'm Well

But I Suppose There Might Be Good In Things, Even If We Don't See It.