But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl.