A Childhood Without Books – That Would

As The Children Were Sitting There Eating Pears, A Girl Came Walking Along The Road From Town. When She Saw The Children She Stopped And Asked, "have You Seen My Papa Go By?" "m-m-m," Said Pippi. "how Did He Look? Did He Have Blue Eyes?" "yes," Said The Girl. "medium Large, Not Too Tall And Not Too Short?" "yes," Said The Girl. "black Hat And Black Shoes?" "yes, Exactly," Said The Girl Eagerly. "no, That One We Haven't Seen," Said Pippi Decidedly.

If I Have Brightened Up One Single Sad Childhood, Then I Have At Least Accomplished Something In My Life.

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.

I Have Never Experienced Being Madly In Love The Way Most People Seem To Have Been, Although It Is Not Something I Would Miss. Instead I Have Had An Enormous Ability To Love My Children And My Grandchildren And My Great Grandchildren.