Quotes About Whimsical

I've been thinking of installing a train in my house. It could bring me shrimp crackers from the kitchen.

Because I'm a cat. A big one, the Panther of Rough Storms, in fact. But still a cat. If there's a saucer of milk to spill, I'd rather spill it than let it lie. If my mistress grows absent-minded and leaves a ball of yarn about, I'll bat it between my paws, and unravel it. Because it's fun. Because it's what cats do best.

Recite the Periodic Table of Teatime, in correct order, with Elemental Symbols, please.' A-Through-L sat back on his handsome black haunches, shut his eyes, and said: 'Hot Tea (H), Herbal Tea (He), Lingonberry Scones (Li), Berry Jam (Be), Butter (B), Cream (C), Napoleons (N), Orange Marmalade (O), Frosting (F), Nettle Tea (Ne)...

Once upon a time, a girl named September grew very tired indeed of her parents' house, where she washed the same pink-and-yellow teacups and matching gravy boats every day, slept on the same embroidered pillow, and played with the same small and amiable dog. Because she had been born in May, and because she had a mole on her left cheek, and because her feet were very large and ungainly, the Green Wind took pity on her and flew to her window one evening just after her twelfth birthday.

Of all the Fairy strangeness she had known, this seemed suddenly both the strangest and least strange of all. How she would have liked to be looked after like that, cared for and watched over. And yet at the same time, she understood the Whelk, and wished she could grow big enough to hold on to everyone she loved at once. To keep them safe and with her always and know their secret needs well enough to answer them.

This is some hard-core, triple-X, keep-it-in-the-back-room-under-a-curtain, Alice in Wonderland action is what this is," Decibel said with total delight.

Just a kid with hair the color of raisins and eyes the color of grape jelly, living the life glasstastic in a four bedroom wine bottle on the east end of Plum Pudding...

On the other side of the jelly-glass docking hatch they could see, improbably, impossibly, a hyperactive red panda jumping up and down and waving his paws at them.

A house, a carriage, a balloon, a ship, a racing stallionocerosupine! Is that a thing? It sounds like it ought to be, so let's say it is!

Cats are adorable violations of the laws of physics.

The fairies break their dances And leave the printed lawn...

Any man can lose his hat in a fairy-wind.

If Monday is a mosquito and Wednesday is a camel, then Friday is a unicorn!

Underneath this tired, middle-aged exterior, I'm an 11 year old kid.

Real woman should be capricious.

Maurice was a silly man. Maurice liked being silly.

No point in being a grown-up if you can't be childish.

At home I've got a very puerile, juvenile sense of humour.

I feel like I'm a really artsy person. I love to tie-dye shirts and bake and just do nerdy and fun stuff.

Anyway, here's how you make it: Take 6 cups defrosted lima beans, 6 pears peeled and cut into slices, ½ cup molasses, ½ cup chicken stock, ½ onion chopped, put into a heavy casserole, cover and bake 12 hours at 200°. That's the sort of food she loved to serve, something that looked

I would straight up fuck a snowman right now

Oh Mokona, you're such a tease! ~Fai D. Flowright

You've caught a goblin, my dear, all for your very own.

Hello sheriff, give me another nose