Dark faces
Cold? inquired
Acquaintance.
Where, you tend a rose, my lad,A thistle cannot grow.
When you will not fly into a passion people know you are stronger than they are, because you are strong enough to hold in your rage, and they are not, and they say stupid things they wish they hadn't...
What does it say? asked my lord.It says, `Good-night, God keep you all the night!'--just what she used to say when we were together. Every night she used to say that to me, and every morning she said,...
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 passi...
Perhaps to be able to learn things quickly isn't everything. To be kind is worth a great deal to other people...Lots of clever people have done harm and have been wicked.
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.
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...
If you tell stories, you like nothing so much as to tell them to people who want to listen.
I don't like it, papa, she said. But then I dare say soldiers - even brave ones - don't really going into battle.
Four good things had happened to her, in fact, since she came to Misselthwaite Manor. She had felt as if she had understood a robin and that he had understood her; she had run in the wind until her bl...
Dickon's a kind lad an' animals likes him.
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.
Hang in there. It is astonishing how short a time it can take for very wonderful things to happen.
Think it has been left alone so long—that it has grown all into a lovely tangle. I think the roses have climbed and climbed and climbed until they hang from the branches and walls and creep over the g...
Into a passion and beat and kicked her, she looked only