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Her chest began to rise and fall with a quickening of her breath, and her breath quickened because her heart fluttered—as if with her haste.
Few days after she had talked to Ben Weatherstaff, Mary stopped to notice this and wondered why it was so. She had just paused and was looking up at a long spray of ivy swinging in the wind when she s...
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 t...
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...
You are nothing but a doll. Nothing but a doll -- doll -- doll! You care for nothing. You are stuffed with sawdust. You never had a heart. Nothing could ever make you feel. You are a doll!
When people had the cholera it seemed that they remembered nothing but themselves.
When new beautiful thoughts began to push out the old hideous ones, life began to come back to him, his blood ran healthily through his veins and strength poured into him like a flood.
When a man is very good and knows a great deal, he is elected president.
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 qui...
When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor 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...
The streets are shining, and there are fields and fields of lilies, and everybody gathers them. Sara tells me when she puts me to bed. You wicked thing, said Lavinia, turning on Sara; making fairy sto...
The difficulty will be to keep her from learning too fast and too much. She is always sitting with her little nose burrowing into books. She doesn't read them, Miss Minchin; she gobbles them up as if...
So when she was a sickly, fretful, ugly little baby she was kept out of the way, and when she became a sickly, fretful, toddling thing she was kept out of the way also.
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. When
She had seen other children go away, and had heard their fathers and mothers talk about the letters they received from them. She had known that she would be obliged to go also, and though sometimes he...
Sara! she cried, aghast. Mamma Sara! She was aghast because the attic was so bare and ugly and seemed so far away from all the world. Her short legs had seemed to have been mounting hundreds of stairs...
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.
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. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the ten...
Of course there must be lots of Magic in the world, he said wisely one day, but people don't know what it is like or how to make it. Perhaps the beginning is just to say nice things are going to happe...