I Think Probably Kindness Is

No Book Ever Ends, When It's Full Of Your Friends.

Writing Is Mainly Perspiration, Not Inspiration.

I'd Rather Be Fried Alive And Eaten By Mexicans.

He Turned And Reached Behind Him For The Chocolate Bar, Then He Turned Back Again And Handed It To Charlie. Charlie Grabbed It And Quickly Tore Off The Wrapper And Took An Enormous Bite. Then He Took Another…and Another…and Oh, The Joy Of Being Able To Cram Large Pieces Of Something Sweet And Solid Into One's Mouth! The Sheer Blissful Joy Of Being Able To Fill One's Mouth With Rich Solid Food! 'you Look Like You Wanted That One, Sonny,' The Shopkeeper Said Pleasantly. Charlie Nodded, His Mouth Bulging With Chocolate.

Those Who Don't Believe In Magic Will Never Find It.