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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 2c5539d | stitches the needle was making, Kate Starr | Fern Michaels | ||
| 18f10de | When you will not fly into a passion people know you are stronger than they are, because you are strong enough to hold in your rage, and they are not, and they say stupid things they wish they hadn't said afterward. There's nothing so strong as rage, except what makes you hold it in--that's stronger. It's a good thing not to answer your enemies. I scarcely ever do. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 82e5f01 | To see each of his ugly, selfish motives changed into a good and generous one by the simplicity of a child was a singular experience. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| ddb969c | When Miss Minchin sent her sister, Miss Amelia, to see what the child was doing, she found she could not open the door. "I have locked it," said a queer, polite little voice from inside. "I want to be quite by myself, if you please." Miss Amelia was fat and dumpy, and stood very much in awe of her sister. She was really the better-natured person of the two, but she never disobeyed Miss Minchin. She went downstairs again, looking almost alar.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| c04c369 | If tha' was a missel thrush an' showed me where thy nest was, does tha' think I'd tell any one? Not me," he said. "Tha' art as safe as a missel thrush." And she was quite sure she was." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2e5afb3 | Do you love your father more than anything else in all the whole world?" Ermengarde's mouth fell open a little. She knew that it would be far from behaving like a respectable child at a select seminary to say that it had never occurred to you that you love your father, that you would do anything desperate to avoid being left alone in his society for ten minutes. She was, indeed, greatly embarrassed. "I--I scarcely ever see him," she stamm.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2357ca5 | Nature having made her for a giver -- had not the least idea what she meant to poor Becky, and how wonderful a benefactor she seemed. If Nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that -- warm things, kind things, sweet things, -- help and comfort and laughter, -- and sometimes gay, kind la.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 04c984c | Medlock said I was to carry tha' breakfast an' tea an' dinner into th' room next to this. It's been made into a nursery for thee. I'll help thee on with thy clothes if tha'll get out o' bed. If th' buttons are at th' back tha' cannot button them up tha'self." When Mary at last decided to get up, the clothes Martha took from the wardrobe were not the ones she had worn when she arrived the night before" | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| d45a219 | You don't know that you are saying these things to a princess, and that if I chose I could wave my hand and order you to execution. I only spare you because I am a princess, and you are a poor, stupid, old, vulgar thing, and don't know any better. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 27c62d8 | I was thinking," she said. "Beg my pardon immediately," said Miss Minchin. "I will beg your pardon for laughing, if it was rude," said Sara; "but I won't beg your pardon for thinking." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 7c58b2f | Por supuesto que debe haber mucha magia en el mundo- dijo sagazmente un dia-, pero la gente no sabe como es ni como hacerla. A lo mejor al principio es decir simplemente cosas bonitas que van a pasar hasta que haces que pasen | magia | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
| 1dd3ce5 | Have you done your work?" she asked. "Dare you stay here a few minutes?" Becky lost her breath again. "Here, miss? Me?" Sara ran to the door, opened it, and looked out and listened. "No one is anywhere about," she explained. "If your bedrooms are finished, perhaps you might stay a tiny while. I thought--perhaps--you might like a piece of cake." The next ten minutes seemed to Becky like a sort of delirium." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 00e04e7 | Mrs. Medlock, knowing Ben had come from the gardens, hoped that he might have caught sight of his master and even by chance of his meeting with Master Colin. "Did you see either of them, Weatherstaff?" she asked." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| c060905 | Then I will chant," he said. And he began, looking like a strange boy spirit. "The sun is shining - the sun is shining. That is the Magic. The flowers are growing - the roots are stirring. That is the Magic. Being alive is the Magic - being strong is the Magic. The Magic is in me - the Magic is in me. It is in me - it is in me. It's in every one of us." | nature-quotes | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
| 63a1f9d | Everything's a story. You are a story -I am a story". - Sara Crewe" | inspirational | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
| 4ce2035 | As she sat down in one of the stiff mahogany chairs, Sara cast one of her quick looks about her. "I don't like it, papa," she said. "But then I dare say soldiers--even brave ones--don't really going into battle." Captain Crewe laughed outright at this. He was young and full of fun, and he never tired of hearing Sara's queer speeches. "Oh, little Sara," he said. "What shall I do when I have no one to say solemn things to me? No one else is.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 3f4f847 | Oh, papa!" she cried. "There is Emily!" A flush had risen to her face and there was an expression in her green-gray eyes as if she had just recognized someone she was intimate with and fond of. "She is actually waiting there for us!" she said. "Let us go in to her." "Dear me," said Captain Crewe. "I feel as if we ought to have someone to introduce us." "You must introduce me and I will introduce you," said Sara. "But I knew her the minute .. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 6cf03ac | Dickon's a kind lad an' animals likes him. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| f65fcba | Do you mean to tell me," she cried out, "that he left That Sara will have no fortune! That the child is a beggar! That she is left on my hands a little pauper instead of an heiress?" Mr. Barrow was a shrewd businessman, and felt it as well to make his own freedom from responsibility quite clear without any delay. "She is certainly left a beggar," he replied. "And she is certainly left on your hands, ma'am--as she hasn't a relation in the .. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 1d62837 | Hundreds of pounds have I spent on nonsense for her. And I shall never see a penny of it. Put a stop to this ridiculous party of hers. Go and make her change her frock at once." "I?" panted Miss Amelia. "M-must I go and tell her now?" "This moment!" was the fierce answer. "Don't sit staring like a goose. Go!" Poor Miss Amelia was accustomed to being called a goose. She knew, in fact, that she was rather a goose, and that it was left to gees.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| eb3bded | Oh, Becky," she said. "I told you we were just the same--only two little girls-just two little girls. You see how true it is. There's no difference now. I'm not a princess anymore." Becky ran to her and caught her hand, and hugged it to her breast, kneeling beside her and sobbing with love and pain. "Yes, miss, you are," she cried, and her words were all broken. "Whats'ever 'appens to you--whats'ever--you'd be a princess all the same--an' n.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| ff21b11 | People never like me and I never like people, | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| d03eb6c | Sara," she said, "do you think you can bear living here?" Sara looked round also. "If I pretend it's quite different, I can," she answered; "or if I pretend it is a place in a story." She spoke slowly. Her imagination was beginning to work for her. It had not worked for her at all since her troubles had come upon her. She had felt as if it had been stunned. "Other people have lived in worse places. Think of the Count of Monte Cristo in the .. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 4cbd772 | Oh, Donald," (this was Guy Clarence's name), Janet exclaimed alarmedly, "why did you offer that little girl your sixpence? I'm sure she is not a beggar!" "She didn't speak like a beggar!" cried Nora. "And her face didn't really look like a beggar's face!" "Besides, she didn't beg," said Janet. "I was so afraid she might be angry with you. You know, it makes people angry to be taken for beggars when they are not beggars." "She wasn't angry,".. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 7059861 | As to answering, though," said Sara, trying to console herself, "I don't answer very often. I never answer when I can help it. When people are insulting you, there is nothing so good for them as not to say a word--just to look at them and Miss Minchin turns pale with rage when I do it, Miss Amelia looks frightened, and so do the girls. When you will not fly into a passion people know you are stronger than they are, because you are strong .. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| a81fd20 | And mines with diamonds in 'em!" said the cook. "No savin's of mine never goes into no mines--particular diamond ones"--with a side glance at Sara. "We all know somethin' of ." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 01d6fde | I shall pretend that," she said; "and it will be a great comfort." Ermengarde was at once enraptured and awed. "And will you tell me all about it?" she said. "May I creep up here at night, whenever it is safe, and hear the things you have made up in the day? It will seem as if we were more 'best friends' than ever." "Yes," answered Sara, nodding. "Adversity tries people, and mine has tried you and proved how nice you are." -- | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 7f743eb | He felt as my papa felt," Sara thought. "He was ill as my papa was; but he did not die." So her heart was more drawn to him than before. When she was sent out at night she used sometimes to feel quite glad, because there was always a chance that the curtains of the house next door might not yet be closed and she could look into the warm room and see her adopted friend. When no one was about she used sometimes to stop, and, holding to the ir.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2e83c5a | Are you the child was left at a school in Paris? Are you sure it was Paris?" "My dear fellow," broke forth Carrisford, with restless bitterness, "I am of nothing." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 86473dd | That didn't sound like Melchisedec," she said. "It wasn't scratchy enough." "What?" said Ermengarde, a little startled. "Didn't you think you heard something?" asked Sara. "N-no," Ermengarde faltered. "Did you?" "Perhaps I didn't," said Sara; "but I thought I did. It sounded as if something was on the slates--something that dragged softly." "What could it be?" said Ermengarde. "Could it be--robbers?" "No," Sara began cheerfully. "There is n.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 4996bac | He plain-looking, miss, ain't he?" said Becky. "He looks like a very ugly baby," laughed Sara. "I beg your pardon, monkey; but I'm glad you are not a baby. Your mother be proud of you, and no one would dare to say you looked like any of your relations." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| e5845b4 | Don't chirrup so loud, Donald," Janet said. "When you come to cheer an ill person up you don't cheer him up at the top of your voice. Perhaps cheering up is too loud, Mr. Carrisford?" turning to the Indian gentleman. But he only patted her shoulder. "No, it isn't," he answered. "And it keeps me from thinking too much." "I'm going to be quiet," Donald shouted. "We'll all be as quiet as mice." "Mice don't make a noise like that," said Janet... | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| eadcd9b | do | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 8fceda3 | Sara--who was only doing what she unconsciously liked better than anything else, Nature having made her for a giver--had not the least idea what she meant to poor Becky, and how wonderful a benefactor she seemed. If Nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that--warm things, kind things, .. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 645ee68 | Do yer like it, Miss Sara?" she said. "Do yer?" "Like it?" cried Sara. "You darling Becky, you made it all yourself." Becky gave a hysteric but joyful sniff, and her eyes looked quite moist with delight. "It ain't nothin' but flannin, an' the flannin ain't new; but I wanted to give yer somethin' an' I made it of nights. I knew yer could it was satin with diamond pins in. tried to when I was makin' it. The card, miss," rather doubtfully,.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 5fe6791 | Now, young ladies, I have a few words to say to you," she announced. "She's going to make a speech," whispered one of the girls. "I wish it was over." Sara felt rather uncomfortable. As this was her party, it was probable that the speech was about her. It is not agreeable to stand in a schoolroom and have a speech made about you." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| e32271a | A hundred pounds," Mr. Barrow remarked succinctly. "All expensive material, and made at a Parisian modiste's. He spent money lavishly enough, that young man." Miss Minchin felt offended. This seemed to be a disparagement of her best patron and was a liberty. Even solicitors had no right to take liberties." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 7ef5cb5 | It was a way of hers always to want to spring into any fray in which someone was made uncomfortable or unhappy. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| cfffeed | Diamond mines spell ruin oftener than they spell wealth," said Mr. Barrow. "When a man is in the hands of a very dear friend and is not a businessman himself, he had better steer clear of the dear friend's diamond mines, or gold mines, or any other kind of mines dear friends want his money to put into. The late Captain Crewe--" Here Miss Minchin stopped him with a gasp. "The Captain Crewe!" she cried out. "The You don't come to tell me .. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 73ca3d6 | There!" Ermengarde heard her say. "Take it and go home, Melchisedec! Go home to your wife!" Almost immediately Sara opened the door, and when she did so she found Ermengarde standing with alarmed eyes upon the threshold. "Who--who you talking to, Sara?" she gasped out. Sara drew her in cautiously, but she looked as if something pleased and amused her. "You must promise not to be frightened--not to cream the least bit, or I can't tell you,.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| e85b3e6 | You see," said Sara, "that is for his wife and children. He is very nice. He only eats the little bits. After he goes back I can always hear his family squeaking for joy. There are three kinds of squeaks. One kind is the children's, and one is Mrs. Melchisedec's, and one is Melchisedec's own." Ermengarde began to laugh. "Oh, Sara!" she said. "You queer--but you are nice." "I know I am queer," admitted Sara, cheerfully; "and I to be nice.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 649d81a | Just at that moment Ermengarde almost jumped off the bed, she was so startled by a sound she heard. It was like two distinct knocks on the wall. "What is that?" she exclaimed. Sara got up from the floor and answered quite dramatically: "It is the prisoner in the next cell." "Becky!" cried Ermengarde, enraptured. "Yes," said Sara. "Listen; the two knocks meant, 'Prisoner, are you there?'" She knocked three times on the wall herself, as if in.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2ecec67 | Whatever comes," she said, "cannot alter one thing. If I am a princess in rags and tatters, I can be a princess inside. It would be easy to be a princess if I were dressed in cloth of gold, but it is a great deal more of a triumph to be one all the time when no one knows it. There was Marie Antoinette when she was in prison and her throne was gone and she had only a black gown on, and her hair was white, and they insulted her and called her.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 3115849 | She liked books more than anything else, | Frances Hodgson Burnett |