“ The Blue Jay's Lullaby— Spiders and sowbugs and beetles and crickets, Slugs from the roses and ticks from the thickets,  Grasshoppers, snails, and a quail's egg or two—   All to be regurgitated for you.Lullaby, lullaby, swindles and schemes, Flying's not near as much fun as it seems.”

“The wheels hummed lullabies on the liquorice road ...”

“babies don't know anything but nipples and lullabies.”

“Your lullaby would waken a drunken goblin!”

“Inspiration will always sing; inspiration will never explain. We often sing lullabies to our children that we ourselves may sleep. All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.”

“Even if you have the wit to look by yourself in a bush away from the other children, there are not many bell crickets in the world. Probably you will find a girl like a grasshopper whom you think is a bell cricket.And finally, to your clouded, wounded heart, even a true bell cricket will seem like a grasshopper. Should that day come, when it seems to you that the world is only full of grasshoppers, I will think it a pity that you have no way to remember tonight’s play of light, when your name was written in green by your beautiful lantern on a girl’s breast.”