There are brown eyes in the world, after all, as well as blue, and one pair of brown that meant heaven to me as the blue had never done
E. NesbitIt is not, Dear, because I am alone, For I am lonelier when the rest are near, But that my place against your heart has grown Too dear to dream of when you are not here.
E. NesbitThere is nothing more luxurious than eating while you read - unless it be reading while you eat. Amabel did both: they are not the same thing, as you will see if you think the matter over.
E. NesbitThe chestnut's proud, and the lilac's pretty, The poplar's gentle and tall, But the plane tree's kind to the poor dull city - I love him best of all.
E. Nesbit