These are all the Wisdom of Daniel while I have been six.
When I grow up I want to be a dog.
A police sniffer dog.
That can fly.
And that’s a puppy.
My brain is basically a question factory. There are questions being made in it right now, and they’ll be ready soon.
I can’t sleep. I’m trying to go to sleep, but I can’t, and the harder I try the less sleepy I feel. So, I should stop trying. But then, not trying is just another way of trying. So I’ll never get to sleep. It’s a real dilemma.
What I really need is a dimmer switch for myself.
I have a new school bag,
because my old one broke in lots of different ways.
My new schoolbag is almost too cool. I mean it’s, like, 100% cool, and if it was even 1% more cool it would be absolutely too cool.
So why would people want to have nuclear weapons?
Is it so they’re good in wars, or just because they want more power? If you have power, does it just make you want more power?
When I die and go to heaven I want to take some paper and crayons with me so I can draw a picture of God and then throw it back for people to look at when they’re alive.
Me (sighing): There’s nothing good any more.
Me: I mean on telly. There’s nothing good
on telly any more. That’s all I meant.
I had an idea that I could have a hug that lasted my whole life, in a blanket, and I could do it for charity. Is there a hug charity?
Me: Why are people ringing the church bells when it’s not bellringing night?
Mummy: They’re visiting bellringers. They go round to different churches and ring the bells.
Me: Then do they run away?
My mind has gone somewhere – and it’s somewhere where I’m not looking for it just now.
In the circuit of love God is the battery, Jesus is the fuse (because the love of God comes through Jesus) and the people’s heads are the light bulbs.
When I go to heaven, I’ll come and find you, because in heaven nobody is lost.
It turns out that I like Lebanese food.
Even though I didn’t even know the word ‘Lebanese’.
It was cheese-bread and hummus, and I don’t like chick peas on their own but I do like them when they’re hummus.