I Doubt I Would Have

The Witching Hour, Somebody Had Once Whispered To Her, Was A Special Moment In The Middle Of The Night When Every Child And Every Grown-up Was In A Deep Deep Sleep, And All The Dark Things Came Out From Hiding And Had The World All To Themselves.

The Matter With Human Beans," The Bfg Went On, "is That They Is Absolutely Refusing To Believe In Anything Unless They Is Actually Seeing It Right In Front Of Their Own Schnozzles.

And Don’t Worry About The Bits You Can’t Understand. Sit Back And Allow The Words To Wash Around You, Like Music.

You Seemed So Far Away," Miss Honey Whispered, Awestruck. "oh, I Was. I Was Flying Past The Stars On Silver Wings," Matilda Said. "it Was Wonderful.

The Maid Screamed. The Queen Gasped. Sophie Waved.