I am sure there is Magic in everything, only we have not sense enough to get hold of it and make it do things for us

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.

You either build up or you tear down. You either keep in the light where you can see, or you stand in the dark and fight everything that comes near you, because you can't see and you think it's an enemy.

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.

As long as one has a garden, one has a future. As long as one has a future, one is alive.

Two worst things as can happen to a child is never to have his own way - or always to have it.

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.