I have just made stories to please myself, because I never grew up.

In the time of swords and periwigs and full-skirted coats with flowered lappets - when gentlemen wore ruffles, and gold-laced waistcoats of paduasoy and taffeta - there lived a tailor in Gloucester.

Once upon a time there were three kittens, and their names were Mitten, Tom Kitten, and Moppet. They had dear little fur coats of their own; and they tumbled about the doorstep and played in the dust.

It sometimes happens that the town child is more alive to the fresh beauty of the country than a child who is country born

All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife. Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.

What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood?

I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life.