'Tears are very strong magic.

No, don't begin to cry again.

What's the matter ?' 'I want to get back into the city.' 'It's dangerous.' 'I don't care.' 'You were glad enough to get away,' said Mr.Noah.
'I know: that's the worst of it,' said Philip.

'Oh, isn't there any way to get back?
If I climbed in at the nursery windows and got the bricks and built it all up and----' 'Quite unnecessary, I assure you.

There are a thousand doors to that city.' 'I wish I could find _one_,' said Philip; 'but, I say, I thought time was all different there.