"Are you sure you'll be able to fly in that plane?" asked Claire, "It doesn't even have wings!"
"Of course we will," replied the Big Bear, "most of the flying is in the wishing!"
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To die, to sleep—
No more—and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to. ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep—
To sleep—perchance to dream.
Hamlet (1602) William Shakespeare,
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Photo: the attic bedroom of a dolls house made by a ten-years-old girl and his dad, circa 1914. From my own collection.
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