Why Are You In Such A Rush?"

Everything's Much Too Big Here,' Thought Moominmamma. 'or Perhaps I'm Too Small.

A Very Long Time Ago, Grandmother Had Wanted To Tell About All The Things They Did, But No One Had Bothered To Ask. And Now She Had Lost The Urge.

It’s Only The Sea,’ Said Moomintroll. ‘every Wave That Dies On The Beach Sings A Little Song To A Shell. But You Mustn’t Go Inside Because It’s A Labyrinth And You May Never Come Out Again.

It’s Strange,” Moominmamma Thought. “strange That People Can Be Sad, And Even Angry Because Life Is Too Easy. But That’s The Way It Is, I Suppose. The Only Thing To Do Is To Start Life Afresh.

The Lamp Sizzled As It Burned. It Made Everything Seem Close And Safe, A Little Family Circle They All Knew And Trusted. Outside This Circle Lay Everything That Was Strange And Frightening, And The Darkness Seemed To Reach Higher And Higher And Further And Further Away, Right To The End Of The World.