Exercises, my boy,’ answered Moominpappa. ‘Keeping fit! One step down, two up, one down, two up. Good for the muscles.
Moominpappa, from the book The Exploits of Moominpappa
Exercises, my boy,’ answered Moominpappa. ‘Keeping fit! One step down, two up, one down, two up. Good for the muscles.
Moomintroll closed his eyes and thought: ‘How very different people are.’
I’ll have to calm down a bit. Or else I’ll burst with happiness.
I don’t care a fig for other people’s secrets. And I certainly don’t broadcast them all over the place. Anyway, they all come out sooner or later.
‘Heaven?’ asked Little My. ‘Do we have to? And how does one get down again?’
A new door to the Unbelievable, to the Possible, a new day that can always bring you anything if you have no objection to it.
I never knew you had any eyebrows at all,’ said Little My interestedly. ‘Now they’re all white and you look more confused than ever.
There might be ants in the tree, and if they bite you you’ll swell up and grow bigger than an orange.
Go home, little ones,’ said Snufkin. ‘Go wherever you please.
Come on down and don’t be angry, we’re going to do something very special.
And as always when there was a change in the weather, dusk, or a strange light in the sky, he noticed that he was longing for Snufkin.
What’s a catastrophe?