No Book Ever Ends, When It's Full

Nobody Gets A Nervous Breakdown Or A Heart Attack From Selling Kerosene To Gentle Country Folk From The Back Of A Tanker In Somerset.

What I Mean And What I Say Is Two Different Things," The Bfg Announced Rather Grandly.

If A Person Has Ugly Thoughts, It Begins To Show On The Face. And When That Person Has Ugly Thoughts Every Day, Every Week, Every Year, The Face Gets Uglier And Uglier Until You Can Hardly Bear To Look At It.

I Began To Realize How Simple Life Could Be If One Had A Regular Routine To Follow With Fixed Hours, A Fixed Salary, And Very Little Original Thinking To Do.

I Asked My Mum, Who's A Very Clever Psychotherapist, And She Says That Kids Love Stories About Death; They Need It, They Need To Have Stories That Deal With Death And Explain It, As A Place To Put Their Fears.