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 it stay there after it has got in, you may never get over it as long as you live.

Perhaps there is a language which is not made of words and everything in the world understands it.

Whatever comes cannot alter one thing.

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

When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable-looking child ever seen. It was true too . . . she was as tyrannical and selfish a little pig as ever lived.

The Magic in this garden has made me stand up and know I am going to live to be a man.

Somehow, something always happens just before things get to the very worst. It is as if Magic did it. If I could only just remember that always. The worse thing never quite comes.