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One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live for ever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender, solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one's head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvellous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and on..
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Dickon, and Dickon brought his tame animals, and, if you'll credit it, sir, out of doors he
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Thoughts -- just mere thoughts -- are as powerful as electric batteries -- as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison.
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THE SECRET GARDEN
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We trifle with France and labour with Germany, we sentimentalize over Italy and ecstacise over Spain- but England we love.
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beautiful." From"
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In India she had always felt hot and too languid to care much about anything. The fact was that the fresh wind from the moor had begun to blow the cobwebs out of her young brain and to waken her up a little.
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servants
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all.
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ten to one
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Pig! Pig! Daughter of Pigs!" she said, because to call a native a pig is the worst insult of all."
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often thought that you had just the kind of commonplace gifts that a host of commonplace people want to find at their service. An old servant of mine who lives in Mortimer Street
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really. But such a nice thing has happened. I have had such a delightful invitation for the first week in August." "I'm sure you'll enjoy it, miss," said Jane. "It's so hot in August."
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She was a friendly creature, and lived a life so really isolated from any ordinary companionship that her simple little talks with Jane and Mrs. Cupp were a pleasure to her. The Cupps were neither gossiping nor intrusive, and she felt as if they were her friends. Once when she had been ill for a week she remembered suddenly realising that
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in a still, delicious room, with the summer morning sunshine
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Cose assai sorprendenti possono accadere a chi, avendo nella mente un pensiero sgradevole e scoraggiante, abbia il buonsenso di accorgersene e scacciarlo via in tempo sostituendolo con un altro pensiero piacevole e ottimista. Due cose non possono occupare contemporaneamente lo stesso posto. La dove coltivi la rosa, ragazzo mio, Non puo crescere il cardo.
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Las dos peores cosas que le pueden suceder a un nino es no salirse nunca con al suya, o salirse siempre con ella. Susan Sowerby
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was yellow because she had been born in India and had always been ill in one way or another. Her father had held a position under the English Government and had always been busy and ill himself, and her mother had been a great beauty who cared only to go to parties and amuse herself with gay people. She had not wanted a little girl at all, and when Mary was born she handed her
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dark faces
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Mistress Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells, And marigolds all in a row.
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So are you,
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to speak to her. He was interested in his roses (which, she heard afterward, were to be sent to town to an invalid friend),
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fond of driving and the brown cob was a beauty, she felt that she was being given a treat on a level with the rest of her ladyship's generous hospitalities. She drove well, and her straight, strong figure showed to much advantage on the high seat of the cart. Lord Walderhurst himself commented on her as he
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Lady Maria's charity-knitting which she had taken up. Emily was so gratified that she found conversation easy. She did not realise that at that particular
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One of the strange things about living in the world is that is only now and then that one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one's head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one..
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She herself could not have explained the reasons for her silence;
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Perhaps when her eyes closed the sultriness of the night had changed to the momentary freshness of the turning dawn,
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A large house left deserted by those who have filled its rooms with emotions and life, expresses a silence, a quality all its own. A house unfurnished and empty seems less impressively silent. The fact of its devoidness of sound is upon the whole more natural. But carpets accustomed to the pressure of constantly passing feet, chairs and sofas which have held human warmth, draperies used to the touch of hands drawing them aside to let in day..
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She lay and listened to the quietness.
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And as she lay and listened, it was as if she were not only listening but waiting for something. She did not know at all what she was waiting for, but waiting she was.
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The stillness seemed to hold her and she paused to hear and feel it.
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her chest began to rise and fall with a quickening of her breath, and her breath quickened because her heart fluttered--as if with her haste.
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So taking it, she stood among the dried, withered things and looked in tender regret at them.
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She knew now why she had come up here. It was so that she might feel like this--as if she was upheld far away from things--as if she had left everything behind--almost as if she had fallen awake again. There was no perfume in the air, but all was still and sweet and clear.
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She had been a smart, lovely, laughing and lovable thing, full of pleasure in the world, and now she was so stricken and devastated that she seemed set apart in an awful lonely world of her own.
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side with his head up in the air and his eyes full of laughter walked as strongly and steadily as any boy in Yorkshire--Master Colin.
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bein' on th' stepladder lookin, over th' wall. But I'll tell
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The afternoon was dragging towards its mellow hour. The sun was deepening the gold of its lances, the bees were going home and the birds were flying past less often.
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himself, and her mother had been a great beauty who cared only to go to parties and amuse herself with gay people. She had not wanted a little girl at all, and when Mary was born she handed her over to the care of an Ayah, who was made to understand that if she wished to please the Mem Sahib she must keep the child out of sight as much as possible. So when
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puppies.
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entirely out
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unceasingly
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If I was a princess-a real princess," she murmured, "I could scatter largess to the populace. But even if i am only a pretend princess, I can invent little things to do for the people. Things like this. She was just as happy as if it was largess. I'll pretend that doing things that people like is scattering largess. I've scattered largess."
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am one of the ugliest children I ever saw. She is beginning
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