Reading Can Take You Places

Writing For Children Is Murder. A Chapter Has To Be Boiled Down To A Paragraph. Every Word Has To Count.

You Can Find Magic Wherever You Look. Sit Back And Relax, All You Need Is A Book.

I Am The Lorax. I Speak For The Trees. I Speak For The Trees For The Trees Have No Tongues.

They Say I'm Old-fashioned, And Live In The Past, But Sometimes I Think Progress Progresses Too Fast!

The Words In This Book Are All Phooey. When You Say Them, Your Lips Will Make Slips And Back Flips And Your Tongue May End Up In Saint Looey!