Quotes from Frances Hodgson Burnett

There is naught a man or woman can not learn who hath the wit.

The Magic in this garden has made me stand up and know I am going to live to be a man.

However many years she lived, Mary always felt that 'she should never forget that first morning when her garden began to grow'.

But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

Hang in there. It is astonishing how short a time it can take for very wonderful things to happen.

Nothing in the world is so strong as a kind heart

Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair. "No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.

Perhaps you can feel if you can't hear," was her fancy. "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 you will get well and happy again.

Might I, quavered Mary, might I have a bit of earth?

She did not care very much for other little girls, but if she had plenty of books she could console herself.

There's naught as nice as th' smell o' good clean earth, except th' smell o' fresh growin' things when th' rain falls on 'em.

I pretend I am a princess,so that I can try and behave like one.

I shall live forever and ever and ever ' he cried grandly. 'I shall find out thousands and thousands of things. I shall find out about people and creatures and everything that grows - like Dickon - and I shall never stop making Magic. I'm well I'm well

I don't like it, papa, she said. But then I dare say soldiers - even brave ones - don't really like going into battle.

Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a robin when he shows off and they are nearly always doing it.

My mother always says people should be able to take care of themselves, even if they're rich and important.

But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

The robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and sang a loud, lovely trill, merely to show off. Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a robin when he shows off - and they are nearly always doing it.

As she came closer to him she noticed that there was a clean fresh scent of heather and grass and leaves about him, almost as if he were made of them. She liked it very much and when she looked into his funny face with the red cheeks and round blue eyes she forgot that she had felt shy.

People never like me and I never like people

So long as I know what's expected of me, I can manage.

People never like me and I never like people, she thought. And I never can talk as the Crawford children could. They were always talking and laughing and making noises.

To speak robin to a robin is like speaking French to a Frenchman

All women are princesses , it is our right.