Two worst things as can happen to a child is never to have his own way – or always to have it.
One marvel of a day he had walked so far that when he returned the moon was high and full and all the world was purple shadow and silver.
People never like me and I never like people.
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 forever and ever and ever.
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. In this garden-in all the places.
So long as I know what’s expected of me, I can manage.
Of course there must be lots of Magic in the world, but people don’t know what it is like or how to make it.
To speak robin to a robin is like speaking French to a Frenchman.
What you have to do with your mind, when your body is miserable, is to make it think of something else.
Their eyes met with a singular directness of gaze. Between them a spark passed which was not afterwards to be extinguished, though neither of them knew the moment of its kindling...
As she came closer to him she noticed that there was a clean fresh scent of heather and grass and leaves about him, almost as if he were made of them. She liked it very much and when she looked into his funny face with the red cheeks and round blue eyes she forgot that she had felt shy.
The Magic in this garden has made me stand up and know I am going to live to be a man.
She says it has nothing to do with what you look like, or what you have. It has only to do with what you think of and what you do.
She looked into the staring glass eyes and complacent face, and suddenly a sort of heartbroken rage seized her. She lifted her little savage hand and knocked Emily off the chair, bursting into a passion of sobbing- Sara who never cried.
It’s so easy that when you begin you can’t stop. You just go on and on doing it always.
Things happen to people by accident.
Whatever comes cannot alter one thing.
When a man is overcome by anger, he has a poisoned fever. He loses his strength, he loses his power over himself and over others. He throws away time in which he might have gained the end he desires. The is no time for anger in the world. – The Ancient One.
If you fill your mind with a beautiful thought, there will be no room in it for an ugly one. – King Amor.
My mother always says people should be able to take care of themselves, even if they’re rich and important.