No Fridolf, bother all this learning. I can't study anymore because I must climb the mast to see what kind of weather we're going to have tomorrow.

Give the children love, more love and still more love – and the common sense will come by itself.

Don't let them get you down. Be cheeky. And wild. And wonderful.

Everything great that ever happened in this world happened first in somebody’s imagination.

What the world of tomorrow will be like is greatly dependent on the power of imagination in those who are learning to read today.

There is very little you can beat into a child, but no limit to what you can hug out of it.

A childhood without books – that would be no childhood. That would be like being shut out from the enchanted place where you can go and find the rarest kind of joy.

I don't mind dying, I'll gladly do that, but not right now, I need to clean the house first.

If I have brightened up one single sad childhood, then I have at least accomplished something in my life.

I don't want to write for adults. I want to write for readers who can perform miracles. Only children perform miracles when they read.

And so I write the way I myself would like the book to be – if I were a child. I write for the child within me.

We are products of their understanding or lack of understanding.

The Lord said unto me, 'I will take my rest and I will consider in my dwelling place like a clear heat upon herbs.

The earth therefore is not Gods jurisdiction. It is man’ jurisdiction. The earth is man’s domain. Man therefore is responsible for what transpires here.

It is so good that you can love someone for how long you want and no one can arrest you for that crime.

The British needlewoman follows blindly where the merchant leads.

Its been studied to the point where we know that the impact on humans would be from consuming the most infected parts of the cow; that is, the brain and the spinal cord.

There is a still center of the universe. Within that still center are all things, all achievements, all loses, everything and nothing exist there.

We have to stumble through so much dirt and humbug before we reach home. And we have no one to guide us. Our only guide is our homesickness.

Bride knoweth bride at the glance of an eye. And between them swiftly passes comfort and meaning in a language that man and widows wot not of.

If you want someone to grab a beer with, I may not be that guy. But if you want someone to drive you home, I will get the job done and I will get you home.