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If I Go On Talking And Talking...and Telling You Things About Pretending, I Shall Bear It Better. You Don't Forget, But You Bear It Better.

The Difficulty Will Be To Keep Her From Learning Too Fast And Too Much. She Is Always Sitting With Her Little Nose Burrowing Into Books. She Doesn't Read Them, Miss Minchin; She Gobbles Them Up As If She Were A Little Wolf Instead Of A Little Girl. She Is Always Starving For New Books To Gobble, And She Wants Grown-up Books--great, Big, Fat Ones--french And German As Well As English--history And Biography And Poets, And All Sorts Of Things. Drag Her Away From Her Books When She Reads Too Much.

There Is Naught A Man Or Woman Can Not Learn Who Hath The Wit.

It's So Easy That When You Begin You Can't Stop. You Just Go On And On Doing It Always.

She Did Not Care Very Much For Other Little Girls, But If She Had Plenty Of Books She Could Console Herself.