Leave Something For Someone But Dont Leave

I Don't Believe In Things Like That - Fairies Or Brownies Or Magic Or Anything. It's Old-fashioned.' 'well, We Must Be Jolly Old-fashioned Then,' Said Bessie. 'because We Not Only Believe In The Faraway Tree And Love Our Funny Friends There, But We Go To See Them Too - And We Visit The Lands At The Top Of The Tree As Well!

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

When You're Paid To Do A Job, It's Better To Give A Few Minutes More To It, Than A Few Minutes Less. That's One Of The Differences Between Doing A Job Honestly And Doing It Dishonestly! See?

Mothers Were Much Too Sharp. They Were Like Dogs. Buster Always Sensed When Anything Was Out Of The Ordinary, And So Did Mothers. Mothers And Dogs Both Had A Kind Of Second Sight That Made Them See Into People's Minds And Know When Anything Unusual Was Going On.

They Lay On Their Heathery Beds And Listened To All The Sounds Of The Night. They Heard The Little Grunt Of A Hedgehog Going By. They Saw The Flicker Of Bats Overhead. They Smelt The Drifting Scent Of Honeysuckle, And The Delicious Smell Of Wild Thyme Crushed Under Their Bodies. A Reed-warbler Sang A Beautiful Little Song In The Reeds Below, And Then Another Answered.