The Maid Screamed. The Queen

Mr. Twit Was A Twit. He Was Born A Twit. And, Now At The Age Of Sixty, He Was A Bigger Twit Than Ever.

When You're Old Enough To Write A Book For Children, By Then You'll Have Become A Grown Up And Have Lost All Your Jokeyness. Unless You're An Undeveloped Adult And Still Have An Enormous Amount Of Childishness In You.

All You Do Is To Look / At A Page In This Book / Because That's Where We Always Will Be. / No Book Ever Ends / When It's Full Of Your Friends / The Giraffe And The Pelly And Me.

For Me, The Pleasure Of Writing Comes With Inventing Stories.

When You're Writing, It's Rather Like Going On A Very Long Walk