Tom's Cabin, and she spent many hours acting out
Thoughts -- just mere thoughts -- are as powerful as electric batteries -- as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison.
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...
The stillness seemed to hold her and she paused to hear and feel it.
Sometimes I do pretend I am a princess. I pretend I am a princess, so that I can try and behave like one.Lavinia could not think of exactly the right thing to say. Several times she had found that she...
Soldiers don’t complain, she would say between her small, shut teeth, I am not going to do it; I will pretend this is part of a war.
She just flew at him like a little cat last night, and stamped her feet and ordered him to stop screaming, and somehow she startled him so that he actually did stop, and this afternoon—well just come...
She had never seen a child who sat so still without doing anything;
She had never felt sorry for herself; she had only felt tired and cross, because she disliked people and things so much.
Sara, who snatched her lessons at all sorts of untimely hours from tattered and discarded books, and who had a hungry craving for everything readable, was often severe upon them in her small mind. The...
Poor little thin, sallow, ugly Mary—she actually looked almost pretty for a moment.
Perhaps when her eyes closed the sultriness of the night had changed to the momentary freshness of the turning dawn,
People who are fond of books know the feeling of irritation which sweeps over them at such a moment.
People never like me and I never like people,’ she thought. ‘And I never can talk as the other children could. They were always talking and laughing and making noises.
One of her favorite fancies was that on the outside, as she called it, thoughts were waiting for people to call them.
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 act...
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 he...
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 c...
Not very long after this a very exciting thing happened. Not only Sara, but the entire school, found it exciting, and made it the chief subject of conversation for weeks after it occurred. In one of h...
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?...