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.

One marvel of a day he had walked so far that when he returned the moon was high and full and all the world was purple shadow and silver.

As long as you have a garden you have a future and as long as you have a future you are alive.

In the garden there was nothing which was not quite like themselves - nothing which did not understand the wonderfulness of what was happening to them - the immense, tender, terrible, heart-breaking beauty and solemnity of Eggs. If there had been one person in that garden who had not known through all his or her innermost being that if an Egg were taken away or hurt the whole world would whirl round and crash through space and come to an end... there could have been no happiness even in that golden springtime air.

I don't know who it is," she said; "but somebody cares for me a little. I have a friend.

But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

when the day comes that I kneel by your bedside and see your eyes close, or you kneel by mine, it must be that the one who waits behind shall know the parting is not all.