Here Mr Potts come here you little idiot!
ENID BLYTONI expect when we grow up, we shall think like them – but let’s hope we remember what it was like to think in the way children do, and understand the boys and the girls that are growing up when we’re men and women.
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To wish undone something you have done, to wish you could look back on kindness to someone you love, instead of on unkindness – that is a very terrible thing.
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Well, you know what grown-ups are,’ said Dinah. ‘They don’t think the same way as we do.
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The best way to treat obstacles is to use them as stepping-stones.
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The children gazed in delight. Nothing but trees and birds and little wild animals. Oh, what a secret island, all for their very own, to live on and play on.
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You are honest enough by nature to be able to see and judge your own self clearly – and that is a great thing.
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Make up your mind about things, by all means – but if something happens to show that you are wrong, then it is feeble not to change your mind,
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My work in books, films and talks lies almost wholly with children, and I have very little time to give to grown-ups.
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I am not really much interested in talking to adults, although I suppose practically every mother in the kingdom knows my name and my books. It’s their children I love.
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Mothers and dogs both had a kind of second sight that made them see into people’s minds and know when anything unusual was going on.
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Laugh at them, tread on them, and let them lead you to something better.
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I’m good at exploring roofs. You never know when that kind of thing comes in useful.
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Mothers were much too sharp. They were like dogs. Buster always sensed when anything was out of the ordinary, and so did mothers.
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A clown needn’t be the same out of the ring as he has to be when he’s in it. If you look at photographs of clowns when they’re just being ordinary men, they’ve got quite sad faces.
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There was a dish of salt for everyone to dip their eggs into. ‘I don’t know why, but the meals we have on picnics always taste so much nicer than the ones we have indoors,’ said George.
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They saw the flicker of bats overhead. They smelt the drifting scent of honeysuckle, and the delicious smell of wild thyme crushed under their bodies. A reed-warbler sang a beautiful little song in the reeds below, and then another answered.
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