What I want to know is this: Are the stars gold paper or is the gold paper stars? - P. L. Travers

Aceeași substanță ne compune pe toți - copacul de deasupra capului, piatra de sub noi, pasărea, fiara, steaua, una suntem cu toții și cu toții ne îndreptăm spre aceeași țintă.

My wisdom tells me that this is probably so. We are all made of the same stuff, remember, we of the Jungle, you of the City. The same substance composes us — the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the bird, the beast, the star — we are all one, all moving to the same end. Remember that when you no longer remember me, my child.” “But

"Mary Poppins is not a fairy-tale."
"She's even better!" said Alfred loyally. "She's a fairy-tale come true."