On the hob was a little brass kettle, hissing and boiling; spread upon the floor was a warm, thick rug; before the fire was a folding-chair, unfolded and with cushions on it; by the chair was a small folding-table, unfolded, covered with a white cloth, and upon it were spread small covered dishes, a cup and saucer, and a tea-pot; on the bed were new, warm coverings, a curious wadded silk robe, and some books. The little, cold, miserable room seemed changed into Fairyland. It was actually warm and glowing.

Her affection for everything she could love increased.

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

Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair. "No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.

It's so easy that when you begin you can't stop. You just go on and on doing it always.

The air was full of spices... A Little Princess

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.