I Do Love The Beginning Of The

Here Mr Potts Come Here You Little Idiot!

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.

It Wasn't A Bit Of Good Fighting Grown-ups. They Could Do Exactly As They Liked.

The Little Island Seemed To Float On The Dark Lake-waters. Trees Grew On It, And A Little Hill Rose In The Middle Of It. It Was A Mysterious Island, Lonely And Beautiful. All The Children Stood And Gazed At It, Loving It And Longing To Go To It. It Looked So Secret - Almost Magic.

I Think People Make Their Own Faces, As They Grow.