Klikk på en bok for å legge inn et sitat.
"Surely you know what a kiss is?" she asked, aghast. "I shall know when you give it to me," he replied...
She asked where he lived. "Second to the right," said Peter, "and then straight on till morning." "What a funny address!"
They were already the only persons in the street, and all the stars were watching them.
Stars are beautiful, but they may not take an active part in anything, they must just look on for ever.
You would see her on her knees, I expect, lingering humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked this thing up, making discoveries sweet and not so sweet (...)
When you wake in the morning, the naughtinesses and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind, and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on.
I am the best there ever was!
Second to the right, and straight on till morning.
I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!
Oh, the cleverness of me!
If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!
Girls, you know, are much too clever to fall out of their prams.