But they knew, both of them, that something strange and wonderful had happened at Number Seventeen, Cherry-Tree Lane. - P. L. Travers

Bird and beast and stone and star — we are all one, all one — — ” murmured the Hamadryad, softly folding his hood about him as he himself swayed between the children.

Down below, just outside the front door, stood Mary Poppins, dressed in her coat and hat, with her carpet bag in one hand and her umbrella in the other.

Care killed a cat,” snapped Mary Poppins. “I wasn’t caring, I was only wondering,” corrected Michael.