My Father Was A Norwegian

... And When He Put His Mind To It, He Could Make His Words Coil Themselves Around And Around The Listener Until They Held Her In Some Sort Of A Mild Hypnotic Spell.

What I Mean And What I Say Is Two Different Things," The Bfg Announced Rather Grandly.

My Dear Young Fellow,' The Old-green-grasshopper Said Gently, 'there Are A Whole Lot Of Things In This World Of Ours You Haven't Started Wondering About Yet.

Give Us Strength, Oh Lord, To Let Our Children Starve.

...there Are No Secrets Unless You Keep Them To Yourself, And This Was The Greatest Secret I Had Ever Had To Keep In My Life So Far.