Quotes from Frances Hodgson Burnett

I know I am queer, admitted Sara, cheerfully; and I TRY to be nice.

My mamma has a diamond ring which cost forty pounds," she said. "And it is not a big one, either. If there were mines full of diamonds, people would be so rich it would be ridiculous." "Perhaps Sara will be so rich that she will be ridiculous," giggled Jessie. "She's ridiculous without being rich," Lavinia sniffed.

You can't help being a doll, she said with a resigned sigh, any more than Lavinia and Jessie can help not having any sense. We are not all made alike. Perhaps you do your sawdust best. And she kissed her and shook her clothes straight, and put her back upon her chair.

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? she asked.

su petirrojo no se fuera de allí. Le habló casi en un susurro. "¡Bien, me has vencido!", se lo dijo tan

am one of the ugliest children I ever saw. She is beginning

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.

Everything's a story — You are a story — I am a story.

overcrowding and poverty, that defied description, as

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 poison. To let a sad thought or a bad one get into your mind is as dangerous as letting a scarlet fever germ get into your body. If you let if stay there after it has got in you may never get over it as long as you live.

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 up and see, sir. It's past crediting.

Tom's Cabin, and she spent many hours acting out

color of gold. I have short black hair and green eyes;

Everything as strange and silent, and she seemed to be hundreds of miles away from anyone, but somehow she did not feel lonely at all.

He is plain-looking, miss, ain't he?" said Becky. "He looks like a very ugly baby," laughed Sara. "I beg your pardon, monkey; but I'm glad you are not a baby. Your mother couldn't be proud of you, and no one would dare to say you looked like any of your relations.

Fresh air won't tire me," said the young Rajah.

I don't want you to give me anything, said Sara. I want your books- I want them! And her eyes grew big and her chest heaved.

I dare say it's because there's such a lot o' blacks there instead o' respectable white people. When I heard you was

dream—the real—real dream.

on his five-mile walk. When she slipped through the door under the ivy, she saw he was not working

born lamb Dickon had found three days before lying by its dead mother among the gorse bushes on the moor. It was not the first motherless lamb he had found and he knew what to do with it. He had taken it to the cottage wrapped in his jacket and he had let it lie near the fire and had fed it with warm milk. It was a soft thing with a darling silly baby face and legs rather long for

secret garden that morning, and in the midst of

I am sure she comes out sometimes to see me—though I don't see her.

shall get well! I shall get well!" he cried out. "Mary! Dickon! I shall get well! And I shall live forever and ever and ever!