Just As I Thought: Boys Are The

When He Was In School He Longed To Be Out, And When He Was Out He Longed To Be In. On The Way He Thought About Coming Home, And Coming Home He Thought About Going. Wherever He Was He Wished He Were Somewhere Else, And When He Got There He Wondered Why He'd Even Bothered.

I Never Knew Words Could Be So Confusing," Milo Said To Tock As He Bent Down To Scratch The Dog's Ear. "only When You Use A Lot To Say A Little," Answered Tock. Milo Thought This Was Quite The Wisest Thing He'd Heard All Day.

Aha!" Interrupted Officer Shrift, Making Another Note In His Little Book. "just As I Thought: Boys Are The Cause Of Everything.

I Don't Know Of Any Wrong Road To Dictionopolis, So If This Road Goes To Dictionopolis At All It Must Be The Right Road, And If It Doesn't It Must Be The Right Road To Somewhere Else, Because There Are No Wrong Roads To Anywhere. Do You Think It Will Rain?

Is Everyone Who Lives In Ignorance Like You?" Asked Milo. "much Worse," He Said Longingly. "but I Don't Live Here. I'm From A Place Very Far Away Called Context.