You see, now that trials have come, they have shown that I am NOT a nice child. I was afraid they would. Perhaps... that is what they were sent for... I suppose there MIGHT be good in things, even if we don't see it.

Nothing in the world is so strong as a kind heart.

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

I am writing in the garden. To write as one should of a garden one must write not outside it or merely somewhere near it, but in the garden.

People never like me and I never like people

we do not believe until we want a thing and feel that we shall die if 'tis not granted to us, and then we kneel and kneel and believe, because we must have someone to ask help from.

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.