‘I am going to go and give her a piece of my mind!’ Now Grandma goes back to the store with the bag of potatoes. She is very angry at the clerk. Grandma soon returns. She is no longer angry at the clerk. ‘You said you wanted potatoes. Why did you lie to me?’ Molly can’t answer that.
“Everything must, in one way or another, go. One does what one is wound to do. It is expected of me that I walk up and down in front of my house; it is expected of you that you drink tea. And it is expected of this young mouse that he go out into the world with his father and dance in a circle.”
“There are two kinds of travel. The usual way is to take the fastest imaginable conveyance along the shortest road. The other way is not to care particularly where you are going or how long it will take you, or whether you get there or not.”