If I go on talking and talking...and telling you things about pretending, I shall bear it better. You don't forget, but you bear it better.
Frances Hodgson BurnettAnd the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.
Frances Hodgson BurnettShe did not know that this was the best thing she could have done, and she did not know that, when she began to walk quickly or even run along the paths and down the avenue, she was stirring her slow blood and making herself stronger by fighting with the wind which swept down from the moor.
Frances Hodgson BurnettWhen 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.
Frances Hodgson Burnett