The Writer Walks Out Of His Workroom

Oh Where, Oh Where Had Snow White Gone? She'd Found It Easy, Being Pretty To Hitch A Ride Into The City.

I Understand What You're Saying, And Your Comments Are Valuable, But I'm Gonna Ignore Your Advice.

Now That I Am Alone, I Don't Have To Hide It; I Don't Have To Hide Anything Any Longer. I Can Let My Face Go Because No One Can See Me; Because There's Twenty-one Thousand Feet Between Me And Them... No, I Don't Have To Press My Teeth Together Or Tighten The Muscles Of My Jaw.

Homesickness Is A Bit Like Seasickness. You Don't Know How Awful It Is Unti You Get It, And When You Do, It Hits You Right In The Top Of The Stomach And You Want To Die.

You Ignorant Little Slug!" The Trunchbull Bellowed. "you Witless Weed! You Empty-headed Hamster! You Stupid Glob Of Glue!