"I've followed it around for the last half hour and I don't know where it is except it's here." "Here isn't a place," said Roly Poly.
"Sure it is," shouted Pee-wee; "here is just as much a place as there." "More," said Townsend.

"There are three places--here, there, and everywhere; I've often heard them spoken of." "That's just where this island is," said Brownie.
"Absolutely," said Townsend, "only it won't stay there.

Is there anything more we can eat?
Anything more that you don't have to _make_?
My long tramp in search of the west coast has made me hungry again." "I can make flapjacks," said Pee-wee; "I've got eight pounds of Indian meal." "How far would I have to hike to digest them ?" Townsend asked.
"You'd need a bigger island than this," said Brownie.

"You couldn't digest a flapjack on anything smaller than South America." "Give me a piece of chocolate," said Townsend, "and a couple of prunes." "It looks nice up the river in the moonlight, doesn't it ?" Brownie asked.
"You mean down the river," said Townsend.
"I'm facing----" "Don't try to find out where you're facing," said Townsend.

"Here, eat a prune." "I'm going to turn in pretty soon," said Nuts.
"That's a new place to turn," said Townsend.