Perhaps kind thoughts reach people somehow, even through windows and doors and walls. Perhaps you feel a little warm and comforted, and don't know why, when I am standing here in the cold and hoping y...
Never thee stop believin' in th' Big Good Thing an' knowin' th' world's full of it - and call it what tha' likes. Tha' wert singin' to it when I come into t' garden.
Lottie was so delighted that she quite forgot her first shocked impression of the attic. In fact, when she was lifted down from the table and returned to earthly things, as it were, Sara was able to p...
Lo considero un amigo, a veces sucede que se puede estimar a una persona aunque nunca se haya hablado con ella. Se las observa y se piensa en ellas, y se comparten sus preocupaciones.
Listen to th' wind wutherin' round the house, she said. You could bare stand up on the moor if you was out on it tonight.Mary did not know what wutherin' meant until she listened, and then she underst...
It seemed to her many years since he had begun to prepare her mind for the place, as she always called it. Her mother had died when she was born, so she had never known or missed her. Her young, hands...
If you tell stories, you like nothing so much as to tell them to people who want to listen.
I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don’t see it.
I don't like it, papa, she said. But then I dare say soldiers - even brave ones - don't really going into battle.
How dare you think?
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 gla...
But after a few days spent almost entirely out of doors she wakened
And that is best of all, Ceddie,—it is better than everything else, that the world should be a little better because a man has lived—even ever so little better, dearest.
A body 'as to move gentle an' speak low when wild things is about.
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...
You are going to be sent home....I 'm glad of it but where's HOME ?
Who had lost her mother
When Miss St. John called le bon pain, lee bong pang.
Unceasingly
To speak to her. He was interested in his roses (which, she heard afterward, were to be sent to town to an invalid friend),