You've No Right To Walk Into People's

All These Things That Crib And Cab In Your Brain, In Your Imagination, Are In Fact Things That Might Well In Later Life Drive You Insane.

I Could Cut A Star Out Of Paper And Drop It.

My Shining Dishonesty Will Be The Salvation Of Me.

Mr. Stock Came Out Of The Competition Tent Carrying His Zeppelin Marrow On One Shoulder And Demanding To Know What Was Going On. When He Saw The Hordes Advancing On Aidan, He Charged Off That Way, Whirling The Great Vegetable. The Puck, Who Was Rushing Behind The Horde, Yelling At Them To Grab Aidan And Kill Rolf, Was Mr. Stock's First Victim. The Marrow Caught Him Thock! On The Side Of The Head. It Laid The Puck Out Cold On The Grass, But The Mighty Vegetable Remained Intact, Mottled And Glossy

But Most Dragons Seem To Have Interesting Personalities--besides Probably Having Quite Good Reasons For What They Do, If Only One Could Understand Them