There's naught as nice as th' smell o' good clean earth, except th' smell o' fresh growin' things when th' rain falls on 'em.

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.

It's so different to be a sparrow. But nobody asked this rat if he wanted to be a rat when he was made. Nobody said, 'Wouldn't you rather be a sparrow?

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.

Sometimes since I've been in the garden I've looked up through the trees at the sky and I have had a strange feeling of being happy as if something was pushing and drawing in my chest and making me breathe fast. Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden - in all the places.

That's what I look at some people for. I like to know about them. I think them over afterward.

One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever.