The Wind in the Willows

by Kenneth Grahame

After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working.

the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.

“wait till you’ve had a few lessons. It’s not so easy as it looks.”

It takes all sorts to make a world.

it was good to think he had this to come back to; this place which was all his own, these things which were so glad to see him again and could always be counted upon for the same simple welcome.

“Brain against brute force—and brain came out on the top—as it’s bound to do.

Lest the awe should dwell—And turn your frolic to fret—You shall look on my power at the helping hour—But then you shall forget!