and occasionally a sweet chestnut. Miss Honey, wishing to change the subject for the moment, gave the names of all these to Matilda and taught her how to recognize them by the shape of their leaves and the pattern of the bark on their trunks. Matilda took all this

I always like to look on the optimistic side of life, but I am realistic enough to know that life is a complex matter.

We fell, but we never let the box fall from our hands. Then we ran. We ran blindly, and men and houses streaked past us in a torrent without shape.

Yield not thy neck To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind Still ride in triumph over all mischance.

Written By William Shakespeare

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