The sun is shining - the sun is shining. That is the Magic. The flower 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...
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 po...
«Le pido perdón por haberme reído, si lo considera una ofensa -replicó por fin-; pero no me disculparé por pensar.»
Shall get well! I shall get well! he cried out. Mary! Dickon! I shall get well! And I shall live forever and ever and ever!
Nothing, and Mr. Havisham kept her from suspecting
Bein' on th' stepladder lookin, over th' wall. But I'll tell
Two lads an’ a little lass just lookin’ on at th’ springtime. I warrant it’d be better than doctor’s stuff.
They were as real as Sara, and it was careless of them not to come out of the story shadowland and say, Here I am — tell about me. But they did not — which was their fault and not mine. People who liv...
The truth is that when one is still a child-or even if one is grown up- and has been well fed, and has slept long and softly and warm; when one has gone to sleep in the midst of a fairy story, and has...
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.
That girl has been listening, she said.The culprit snatched up her brush, and scrambled to her feet. She caught at the coal box and simply scuttled out of the room like a frightened rabbit.Sara felt r...
Somehow, something always happens just before things get to the very worst. It is as if Magic did it. If I could only just remember that always. The worse thing never quite comes.
So taking it, she stood among the dried, withered things and looked in tender regret at them.
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.
So long as I know what's expected of me, I can manage.
She opened the door of the room and went into the corridor, and then she began her wanderings. It was a long corridor and it branched into other corridors and it led her up short flights of steps whic...
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.
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...
Scientific people are always curious and I am going to be scientific.
Sara sat upon the hearth-rug and told her strange things. She sat rather huddled up, and her green eyes shone and her cheeks flushed. She told stories of the voyage, and stories of India; but what fas...