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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| c6f146e | Eh!" said Martha. "It's like she says: `A woman as brings up twelve children learns something besides her A B C. Children's as good as 'rithmetic to set you findin' out things" | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 0b80cac | 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 | ||
| 35b006d | Children's as good as 'rithmetic to set you findin' out things. | childhood children knowledge learning motherhood parenthood parenting | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
| 0189133 | He turned about to the orchard side of his garden and began to whistle--a low soft whistle. She could not understand how such a surly man could make such a coaxing sound. Almost the next moment a wonderful thing happened. She heard a soft little rushing flight through the air--and it was the bird with the red breast flying to them, and he actually alighted on the big clod of earth quite near to the gardener's foot. "Here he is," chuckled th.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 8d66a94 | And delight reigned. | joy the-secret-garden | Frances Hodgson Burnett | |
| badd90a | Will you--tell me--about the diamond mines?" "The diamond mines?" broke out Lavinia. "Nasty, little spoiled thing, I should like to her!" Sara got up quickly on her feet. It must be remembered that she had been very deeply absorbed in the book about the Bastille, and she had had to recall several things rapidly when she realized that she must go and take care of her adopted child. She was not an angel, and she was not fond of Lavinia. "We.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| f1d0757 | There mostly is rats an' mice in attics. You gets used to the noise they makes scuttling about. I've got so I don't mind 'em s' long as they don't run over my piller." "Ugh!" said Sara. "You gets used to anythin' after a bit," said Becky. "You have to, miss, if you're born a scullery maid. I'd rather have rats than cockroaches." "So would I," said Sara; "I suppose you might make friends with a rat in time, but I don't believe I should like .. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| de7d88b | You have the nicest eyes I ever saw | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 97d4d0d | He didn't get depressed, but he managed this not by looking away but by looking closely, attending to each logical step in any particular problem, so that the problem itself filled all available mental space. | Zadie Smith | ||
| 2b65a24 | to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable-looking child ever seen. It was true, too. She had a little thin face and a little thin body, thin light hair and a sour expression. Her hair was yellow, and her face 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.. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| f0610f7 | She never remembered seeing familiarly anything but the dark faces of her Ayah and the other native servants, and as they always obeyed her and gave her her own way in everything, because the Mem Sahib would be angry if she was disturbed by her crying, by the time she was six years old she was as tyrannical and selfish a little pig as ever lived. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| f9494ab | You are inside my heart. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 11ce86b | She is always starving for new books to gobble, | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| efd8b63 | And they put their arms round each other and kissed as if they would never let each other go. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| f655f10 | It's just an accident that I am not you, and you are not me! | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 49b5afd | so red, indeed, that she almost looked as if tears were coming into her poor, dull, childish eyes; | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 09b9414 | I don't think it would be good if they stayed always, | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 508290e | when Miss St. John called "le bon pain," "lee bong pang." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 3eb8bc7 | It was a book about the French Revolution, and she was soon lost in a harrowing picture of the prisoners in the Bastille--men who had spent so many years in dungeons that when they were dragged out by those who rescued them, their long, gray hair and beards almost hid their faces, and they had forgotten that an outside world existed at all, and were like beings in a dream. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| a8a6e70 | People who are fond of books know the feeling of irritation which sweeps over them at such a moment. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 6d5f475 | If there was time only for a few words, they were always friendly, merry words that put heart into one; and if there was time for more, then there was an installment of a story to be told, or some other thing one remembered afterward and sometimes lay awake in one's bed in the attic to think over. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 28285b9 | only doing what she unconsciously liked better than anything else, | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 98e0d4c | declared you could see buds unsheath themselves. Also you could make the acquaintance of strange busy insect things running about on various unknown but evidently serious errands, sometimes carrying tiny scraps of straw or feather or food or climbing blades of grass as if they were trees from whose tops one could look out to explore the country. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2fa44f0 | One of the new things people began to find out in the last century was that thoughts--just mere thoughts--are as powerful as electric batteries--as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 2e720dd | Where you tend a rose, my lad, a thistle cannot grow. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 5d402a9 | Much more surprising things can happen to any one who, when a disagreeable or discouraged thought comes into his mind, just has the sense to remember in time and push it out by putting in an agreeable determinedly courageous one. Two things cannot be in one place. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 8e74b3d | look down onto the earth and smile, and send beautiful messages. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| b6ce216 | I can't say the words. They're so queer. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 3445f55 | Germany. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 4c4a198 | If you are four you are four, | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 734150b | Things happen to people by accident, | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| ddcefcd | A lot of nice accidents have happened to me. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| de793b1 | No one will remember you. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 0a3242b | And, as to her papa, there is nothing so grand in being an Indian officer. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 1ea30f4 | born lamb Dickon had found three days before lying by its dead mother among the gorse bushes on the moor. It was not the first motherless lamb he had found and he knew what to do with it. He had taken it to the cottage wrapped in his jacket and he had let it lie near the fire and had fed it with warm milk. It was a soft thing with a darling silly baby face and legs rather long for | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 077d38a | 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 | ||
| b6d0e97 | You have yourself under magnificent control, but a woman passionately in love cannot keep a certain look out of her eyes." "If it is there -- let it stay," she said. "I would not keep it out of my eyes if I could, and, you are right, I could not if I would -- if it is there. If it is -- let it stay." | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| f4b5f25 | bereavement; and now--an elderly man-- | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 8d4f58f | because of the rare peaceful hours when his thoughts were changed-his soul was slowly growing stronger, too. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| a26933c | Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| e3c6d23 | I am sure she comes out sometimes to see me--though I don't see her. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| cb85159 | So she began to feel a slight interest in Dickon, and as she had never before been interested in any one but herself, it was the dawning of a healthy sentiment. | Frances Hodgson Burnett | ||
| 68d196c | One of the new things people began to find out in the last century was that thoughts - just mere thoughts - are as powerful as electric batteries - as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison. To let a sad thought or a bad one get into your mind is as dangerous as letting a scarlet fever germ get into your body. If you let it stay there after it has got in you may never get over it as long as you live. | Frances Hodgson-Burnett | ||
| ca4cfa9 | 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. | Frances Hodgson Burnett |