You are fond of fairy tales, because they are fanciful, and like your dreams.

My dear child, as your eyes open to the true fairy tale which Madam How can tell you all day long, nursery stories will seem to you poor and dull.

All those feelings in you which your nursery tales call out,--imagination, wonder, awe, pity, and I trust too, hope and love--will be called out, I believe, by the Tale of all Tales, the true "Marchen allen Marchen," so much more fully and strongly and purely, that you will feel that novels and story-books are scarcely worth your reading, as long as you can read the great green book, of which every bud is a letter, and every tree a page.
Wonder if you will.

You cannot wonder too much.

That you might wonder all your life long, God put you into this wondrous world, and gave you that faculty of wonder which he has not given to the brutes; which is at once the mother of sound science, and a pledge of immortality in a world more wondrous even than this.