“We play among dense fields of sugarcaneShaking a citrus tree to taste its rainFrom scorching sun, we always flee,Panting for an old shadowy tree”

“The strongest oak tree of the forest is not the one that is protected from the storm and hidden from the sun. It's the one that stands in the open where it is compelled to struggle for its existence against the winds and rains and the scorching sun.”

“It was a though we’d been living for a year in a dense grove of old trees, a cluster of firs, each with its own rhythm and character, from whom our bodies had drawn not just shelter but perhaps even a kind of guidance as we grew into a family.”

“We and the trees and the wayBack from the fields of playLasted as long as we could.No more walks in the wood.”

“I hear the wind among the trees playing the celestial symphonies.”

“I don't believe in things like that - fairies or brownies or magic or anything. It's old-fashioned.''Well, we must be jolly old-fashioned then,' said Bessie. 'Because we not only believe in the Faraway Tree and love our funny friends there, but we go to see them too - and we visit the lands at the top of the Tree as well!”