Two worst things as can happen to a child is never to have his own way - or always to have it.

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.

I shall live forever and ever and ever ' he cried grandly. 'I shall find out thousands and thousands of things. I shall find out about people and creatures and everything that grows - like Dickon - and I shall never stop making Magic. I'm well I'm well

There is naught a man or woman can not learn who hath the wit.

Soldiers don't complain...I am not going to do it; I will pretend this is part of a war.

And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.

Might I," quavered Mary, "might I have a bit of earth?